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Chapter 3

Eighteen Years old

Seattle had been a fantastic city and I didn't want to move on. I loved this city and, it reminded me of home, wherever that was. Over the last two years, the carnival had travelled by boat to America and had gradually toured the country, stopping at various places for a few nights at a time. We had all been welcomed graciously into the country and so far, I have had an amazing time. Business wise, we had made more money than ever and because of this, I was able to but myself a laptop and phone so that I could keep in touch with the other Carnies. I had travelled alone a few times as well, stopping off in small towns to tell fortunes and making enough money of my own so that I could support myself if I ever wanted to leave. The cards, so far, had been pretty kind to me and hadn't thrown any obstacles in my path. However, I knew that couldn't last, my luck just wasn't that good.

This was our last night in Seattle and I was still upset that we were leaving. I had no reason to move from his area and just couldn't face another round of travelling with the others. In the last two years, we hadn't gotten any closer and I didn't see the need. I only travelled because I had nowhere else to go. I wanted out and I wanted out now. With my mind made up, I went to see the Boss. I wasn't quite sure what his name was, I just knew that he organised the places we went to and how we travelled. His tent was a standard square and was a deep green colour with a rim of gold around the top. The flap for the door was closed and the inside seemed quiet. Barging right in, as was my attitude, I walked right up to the man behind the desk that was situated right in the middle. I sat down in the chair opposite and put my feet up on the desk. My black ankle boots banged on the mahogany wood and I waited for the high backed chair to turn around. It stayed where it was and I sighed loudly, displaying my annoyance.

"Right, well if you are going to be difficult, I just wanted to tell u that I am leaving. Right now." I stated, waiting to see if I was going to get a response. When none came, I stood up and took the money that was sitting on the desk. "Ciao." I said and walked out. I strutted through the camp, high on the fact that I was leaving this place. I could see others staring in my direction as I walked past. They were surprised and I didn't blame them, I hardly ever left my van, and when I did, it was only to go to the bathroom or the shower cubicles. My white van came into sight and I hurried up, so I could leave as quickly as possible. My short black skirt was flapping in the wind and I tried to hold it down but it was useless. Jared and Jess were both snacking on the hay bales that I had set out for them both. I attached the harness to them and clipped it into the van. Stepping up into the van, I was greeted by the sounds of Jake and Leah bounding up to me. They were both bigger now and took up more room. They usually slept outside in the small baskets that I kept under the van for them both now as they were just too big to stay in the van. I scratched their ears and grabbed a hoodie from my bed. Locking up the door to the van, and making sure everything was inside, I sat back up by the horses. Taking hold of the reins, I instructed the horses to move on and we moved on down the road.

I had moved around on my own for a week now and I loved the life on my own. I had the freedom that I always wanted and had everything that I needed. Whenever I needed money, I just set up camp and read fortunes. It was surprising how many people were willing to pay for this.

I was now near to Port Angeles and was in dire need of some new reading material. Travelling alone was quite lonely, not that I minded, but I needed something to keep me occupied that didn't have four legs and barked at me every time I saw it. I needed the company of fictional characters, as sad as that sounds. I had set up home nearby and was currently walking with Jake and Leah to the bookstore that was in the centre of the town. The weather was cloudy and cold but dry and it didn't seem as if it was about to rain. Overall, I thought it was an okay day, much better than others that I had seen. My arm was pulled hard and I looked down to Jake who was on the end of the lead that was attached. He was running after each car that drove past us and it was starting to annoy me, not to mention hurt my arm.

"Jake! Will you stop that you eejit!" I shouted at him, my annoyance peaking. I started to mutter to myself as another car sped past and he watched it as if it was the most amazing thing ever. I looked behind me past the shops and buildings to see another car come towards us. It was a silver Volvo and I was dreading how Jake would react. He had a strange thing for the colour silver and that was one of the main reasons why I never bought anything in that colour, as, the next day, it would be gone. I gripped the lead tighter in my hand and braced myself for the inevitable. The car zoomed past and Jake went mad. He started to bark and jump and tried to run along after it. This then caused Leah, who was on my other side, to bark and follow Jake running up the road. I didn't have the strength to hold both of them back at the same time and so I pulled along after them.

"¡Mierda! Jake! Leah! I will you stop!!!" I screamed, "Oh, bloody hell." I muttered when they didn't. People on the opposite side of the road had started to laugh and stare at me as I was forcefully dragged along after a car that had now disappeared. I sped up so that I wasn't almost falling over at each step I took. They continued to run after the non existent car for more than five minutes. By this time, I was exhausted and ready to collapse. The store, thankfully, was now very close but I could see a glint of paint in front of it. My dread built as my fears were confirmed. It was the silver Volvo and Jake started to bark at it again. I prayed to God that he didn't run up and jump on it, effectively ruining the paint work as he did so. The bookstore I was looking for was now on my right and the car was only a couple of spaces down. Jake was distracted, looking at the sidewalk, really didn't know why but I thought that it was better than ruining someone's car.

"Jake, come on boy." I said to him, trying to keep him distracted as I walked into the store. He followed me willingly and I breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't try to walk back out. He had a tendency to do that. As I have said many times before, he was a strange dog but I loved him for it. I tried to keep them both near to my side whilst I walked around so they didn't try to knock over any shelves but I didn't think it was working as Jake was being his usual inquisitive self and was trying to run up and sniff the other customers. I suddenly regretted bringing him along. Leah, on the other hand, was quietly following me along, almost licking me heels she was that close. I walked through each of the rows, dragging Jake away from other people and found the section that I was looking for, The Classics. I adored classical books; they always had simple plotlines that I was able to read over and over again. So far, I had Pride and Prejudice and Sense and Sensibility but my copy of Wuthering Heights was now completely ruined. The cover was falling off and the spine was unrecognisable. I needed a new copy and I also wanted to see if there were any other new books out. Fantasy and science fiction books were a secret passion of mine. No one but Jake and Leah knew about it, well, there was no one else to know about it.

I now had no idea where Jake had gone. Recently, he has found the way to take off his collar by sliding it over his head. Still didn't know how he figured that out but I now had just a limp lead in my hand and it was trailing behind me as I walked. Leah was till hugging my leg as I walked and I knew that s

He was tired and wanted to go home. I didn't blame her, I just didn't want to leave her on her own, and I thought she might rip up my van. She may be small, but she's feisty and, secretly, I was scared of her when she got angry. Jake on the other hand was fun to tease as he just barks at me pitifully and so I was never scared. Anyway, I was walking down the isle when I heard him. It was a voice so soft I was sure it was made of velvet, and I know, that's impossible but it's true. He was asking for I book I think, my mind was too focussed on where I had heard that voice before. It clicked suddenly as I passed an intersection between the isles. I whipped my head around, impatient to see the man who had haunted my dreams and daydreams for the last six years. My mind hadn't done him justice. His hair was better than I could remember; the bronze highlight glinted in the artificial lights that covered the ceiling of the shop. My heart was hammering as my eyes traced his features. His skin was as pale as ever but from my viewpoint, I couldn't see any signs of aging. It was if he hadn't changed at all. I couldn't see any wrinkles or markings on his skin. I could only see a third of his face but it was enough for me. I could see the edge of his glorious mouth and the outer third of his golden orb of an eye.

I was shocked out of my revelation by a barking that was yammering up at me from my feet. It was Jake. He had a scared look in his eyes and I could tell that he was terrified of something. I had only ever seen this one time before. It when we were still living with the carnival. There was a spider underneath the van, right above where he was meant to be sleeping. He had come bounding into the van, not caring that I was in the middle of a reading and jumped onto my lap, shaking like a leaf. Thankfully, the man opposite me was kind enough to not be angry at Jake but he did look slightly put out, and I didn't blame him, having a dog run in when you have paid for a service is quite annoying. I had managed to subdue Jake then and put him on my bed, sorting the spider out after the man had left. It seemed that I could calm him this time though. His eyes were wide and kept darting everywhere, as if he was expecting something to jump out at him. I knelt down in front of him and noticed that Leah was also quivering behind me, she was lying down and her ears and tail were down, as if she was trying to hide. This was strange; Leah was one of the few animals that I knew who wasn't scared of much. She was a brave dog but she didn't look it, she could also be slightly evil but her pristine white fur and big brown eyes made her look like an innocent angel.

"What's the matter baby?" I asked Jake quietly. I glanced up quickly, to see if there was anything out of the ordinary. I was suddenly caught in a trance by two golden orbs, staring back at me. The only thing I could see was him. It was as if the rest of the world had ceased to exist for me, the eyes bored into mine and I could see a range of emotions swimming in them. Pity was first and I could guess the reason why. He felt sorry for me because of Jake. The dog was terrified, anyone could see that but it was as if he knew the reason why. There was understanding in there as well as if he knew everything. I saw a slight sliver of recognition burn and brighten the longer he looked at me. I blinked at him and in that moment, he stood straighter and stared at me with a greater intensity. I started to get paranoid, was there something on my face, something I didn't know about? I blinked again and he had moved suddenly, his hand coming up to his nose, pinching the bridge of it, just like I remembered him doing outside my tent all those years ago. I could see that he was annoyed, my time watching for peoples reactions to my readings were paying off. He was walking away, too quickly than I could have thought possible. Jake was still shaking and was getting worse as he walked past us. The exit to the shop was behind us and I could feel no heat come off his body as he walked past us, well, it was more of a run or a power walk. He knew me. I could tell. Strapping on Jake's lead, I dragged him outside, trying to find him and just look to see if my eyes had deceived me. All I could see was the silver Volvo speed away. The only I could think was, he hasn't changed at all. It was then that I got the urge to flip the cards, an urge that I hadn't had for quite some time and think I now knew why.

Well? What do you think???? Now so far, for this story i have had 300 hits and I am very thankful for those people but sadly i have only had 7 reviews! What's with that???? So, i have decided that until i get 20 reviews, i will not be updating this story. It's that or nothing!!!

Now, i just wanted to say sorry for not updating earlier but i had a gcse this week and so have been revising like crazy!!!! Erm ,don't know what else to say so erm........ pls review!!!! It makes me happy and helps me write the next chapter.

Just to say that ¡Mierda! means shit! in spanish. Just thought you might like to know.

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