Here's that second chapter I promised! Sorry it's so short!
Chapter 11 - Kiss from a Phantom
∞ Natalie ∞
The next…month passes pretty boringly. Until one day, when we're training. I had just gotten all three of the knives I was throwing into the center circle on the target. I turn around to show Ethan (who had been helping me) and he is right behind me. We are only a few inches away when he leans in. My heart is pounding as my eyes close. And he kisses me. After a second, he pulls away.
"I…that…I gotta go!" he says and runs out of the room. I look around, but thankfully, nobody seems to have noticed. That day at lunch, he comes up to me and says, "About…earlier, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. I didn't mean to." Then he walks away. The next day in training, he acts like it never happened.
∞ Tristan ∞
A couple days after Ethan's awkward kiss (Yeah, Bella and I were watching them), Ethan and I walk to the training room and into the weapons room. It's empty so I grab a handful of chakrams- small super-sharp metal disks. I face the target and focus, throwing as hard as I can. It sticks deep in the target and I throw two more, which stick in the center next to the first. Ethan is slashing away at the rock-solid dummy with his long sword.
"So," I start the conversation, "you and Natalie, huh?" He blushes deeply and stutters, "W-w-what are you t-talking about?"
"Really," I reply, "don't lie to me Ethan, I know you. You watch her wherever she goes and her eyes follow you around the room, too. Just man up and ask her out already. You've already kissed her. By the Angel! Just don't go too far."
"I didn't mean to kiss her- it just…happened! And what about you?! Did you know you talk in your sleep?" he sounds a bit defensive. "And do know what you say? Bella's name- that's what! Over and over again! Frankly, it's annoying." I feel blood rush to my cheeks as I throw a few more chakrams into the target. "You should actually be the one getting talked to," Ethan continues, "Just remember- don't go too far." He stalks out of the room, slamming the thick door, embarrassed.
Sooooo! What are you thinking about the ships?