Chapter 4- How?...Lets go.
I made it back to Houston before the morning. When I got there I saw a shock of curly red hair framing a beautiful face, standing with her arms by her side wearing a long white dress that hugged all her curves perfectly. She looked at me with her deep crimson eyes quizzically. "How d'you do that?"
"What?" I asked her slightly confused.
"Well last I heard you were in Canada how d'you get back here we didn't follow you or anything we haven't been up that way in ages our scent can't be anywhere around there."
"Wha'?" I asked "I could smell Jennie clear up there. You sure she didn't follow me?"
"Positive"
"I guess I just have supernatural powers then." I joked.
"Yeah, maybe you do." She said. I looked into her eyes and saw that she was deadly serious.
"What you actually think I have a power of smelling people?"
"Yeah, you smelt that girl from half way down the country then you followed a scent you barely know back again." I looked at her with no idea what the expression on my face was like. "Come on then." She said walking off in the direction I had just come from.
"Where are you going?" I asked. She turned to look at me half of her body twisted to the North.
"I'm getting out of here and I'm going to follow you." I looked at her again and raised an eyebrow.
"Eh?" I questioned.
"You heard." was her reply.
"Yeah, I heard. But I don't get it." I said
"I like you James. There's something about you, and besides I really can't stand being around Brooke much longer." I laughed at her.
"Good point" I agreed.
"So are we going?" She asked.
"You sure?...Wait what will Jennie say?"
"Nothing. She already knows. And she fully empathises I don't think she can stick Brooke either." She laughed. Such a beautiful sound. I let it wash over me and she held out her perfect alabaster hand. "Coming?" she enquired again.
"Hell yeah!" I replied taking her hand, so smooth and cool and we ran off into the night.
A/N THIS IS NOT THE END!! I'm uploading the next chapter sometime soon. Sorry this chapter was so short but I'm not the greatest writer ever so get over it.