Chapter Two:
~Two Day's Later
"Nick, we need more ice!" Yelled his cousin Deborah.
"I just went to go get more ice an hour ago!" he complained.
Deb sighed heavily, she'd changed a lot since graduating from New Salem High School, she was more; well he wasn't sure, but after facing Black John everyone had changed.
"Well, we are having a party! For Mel's birthday! And you were the only one to volunteer the first time so; I figured you could do it for the second time, which you did, and third time as well."
Nick rolled his eyes. "Whatever!"
Deb added, "Get me a Frappuccino too!"
"Yes your majesty!" Nick bowed.
Deb smiled. "Keep it that way."
Nick snorted and left the house getting into his car. It was his car that he had been fixing up ever since high school. It was his baby.
~
It was cold. She knew she shouldn't have been in her jungle green bikini t- shirt that had black tiger strips in a horizontal pattern with an exact wrap-around skirt covering her bikini bottoms. She had put her hair in two messy braided pigtails that were lying on each side of her shoulders. Her best friend and agent Giolla Zytka warned her not to go out on the beach in it, but Lana had insisted that everything would be all right.
"I need to leave before I freeze my ass off," she whispered to herself.
She started walking down the beach and descended on to Crowhaven Road, the short she had taken to get to the beach. Just as she was passing the fourth house on the block her black-shelled flip-flop slipped off. She bent down and fixed it, then snapped back up with her head down on the sidewalk, but before she could really get her pace up she rammed into someone.
All of the sudden she felt ice slipping down her chest and all over her front. She screamed. "Ahh god that's so cold! God!"
She started jumping up and down.
"Holy shit! I am so sorry!" Nick said and reached out with a napkin; brushing at her chest.
She smacked his hand away. "Get off!"
He looked up, shock over coming his face. "Look, I'm really sorry. Why don't you stop by my friend's house? Um, she could maybe lend you a t- shirt, and some warmer clothes? A, why are you wearing THAT in November?"
Sighing heavily Lana spoke. "Oh, don't badger me! Okay, well just how far away is it, in feet?"
"Um right up the side walk!" He smiled at her flustered look.
She eyed him warily. "Alright, but no funny business!"
"Funny business? Maybe you should be more specific?" he said stiffly.
"Well you only tried to grab my, um." she flustered out, gesturing to her chest.
Nick, realizing that the 'funny business' wasn't his weirdness to other people; he was a witch, but Lana didn't know that. He threw his head back and laughed.
"Instead of 'funny' I'd rather it be xes business," His smile was teasing and menacing at the same time.
"Xes?" She asked confused.
Casually, he hoped it was casually; he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "It's sex spelled backwards."
Her eyes widened. "Well, you just get right down and dirty don't you?"
"Ah, you know too much all ready. Afraid I'll have to kill you!" he pinched her side.
No one had ever treated her this way. She had just met this fellow yesterday and the only reason why she knew his name was because of that Josh character.
Before she knew it she was saying the least expected thing she had ever heard slip out of her lips. "Oh, please do be gentle! Mine as well make it the whole package." She whispered.
"What was that?" he asked as he looked down at her.
She turned her head slightly; something Giolla had told her made a man's hormone's run haywire, and smiled her shy sweet smile. Before she had cast her eyes down she saw Nick swallow.
Secretly smiling to herself she spoke. "Thank you for spilling the ice cold drink on me!"
He looked at the crown of her head in shock.
"Well, now I can get warm with my clothes that I have in my bag. I mean they don't have any changing rooms on the beach; it's probably good that I have my own clothes, so that way I won't have to borrow your friends. Cause I mean even though it's cold."
He looked at her oddly. "You're babbling, Miss Rhodes."
She jerked her head up. "You know who I am? A-a," Recovering she spoke again. "Of course you know me."
"Only because one of my cousin's best friend is you most loyal fan!" He imitated her.
They walked in the house and were met by a group of people.
~Two Day's Later
"Nick, we need more ice!" Yelled his cousin Deborah.
"I just went to go get more ice an hour ago!" he complained.
Deb sighed heavily, she'd changed a lot since graduating from New Salem High School, she was more; well he wasn't sure, but after facing Black John everyone had changed.
"Well, we are having a party! For Mel's birthday! And you were the only one to volunteer the first time so; I figured you could do it for the second time, which you did, and third time as well."
Nick rolled his eyes. "Whatever!"
Deb added, "Get me a Frappuccino too!"
"Yes your majesty!" Nick bowed.
Deb smiled. "Keep it that way."
Nick snorted and left the house getting into his car. It was his car that he had been fixing up ever since high school. It was his baby.
~
It was cold. She knew she shouldn't have been in her jungle green bikini t- shirt that had black tiger strips in a horizontal pattern with an exact wrap-around skirt covering her bikini bottoms. She had put her hair in two messy braided pigtails that were lying on each side of her shoulders. Her best friend and agent Giolla Zytka warned her not to go out on the beach in it, but Lana had insisted that everything would be all right.
"I need to leave before I freeze my ass off," she whispered to herself.
She started walking down the beach and descended on to Crowhaven Road, the short she had taken to get to the beach. Just as she was passing the fourth house on the block her black-shelled flip-flop slipped off. She bent down and fixed it, then snapped back up with her head down on the sidewalk, but before she could really get her pace up she rammed into someone.
All of the sudden she felt ice slipping down her chest and all over her front. She screamed. "Ahh god that's so cold! God!"
She started jumping up and down.
"Holy shit! I am so sorry!" Nick said and reached out with a napkin; brushing at her chest.
She smacked his hand away. "Get off!"
He looked up, shock over coming his face. "Look, I'm really sorry. Why don't you stop by my friend's house? Um, she could maybe lend you a t- shirt, and some warmer clothes? A, why are you wearing THAT in November?"
Sighing heavily Lana spoke. "Oh, don't badger me! Okay, well just how far away is it, in feet?"
"Um right up the side walk!" He smiled at her flustered look.
She eyed him warily. "Alright, but no funny business!"
"Funny business? Maybe you should be more specific?" he said stiffly.
"Well you only tried to grab my, um." she flustered out, gesturing to her chest.
Nick, realizing that the 'funny business' wasn't his weirdness to other people; he was a witch, but Lana didn't know that. He threw his head back and laughed.
"Instead of 'funny' I'd rather it be xes business," His smile was teasing and menacing at the same time.
"Xes?" She asked confused.
Casually, he hoped it was casually; he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "It's sex spelled backwards."
Her eyes widened. "Well, you just get right down and dirty don't you?"
"Ah, you know too much all ready. Afraid I'll have to kill you!" he pinched her side.
No one had ever treated her this way. She had just met this fellow yesterday and the only reason why she knew his name was because of that Josh character.
Before she knew it she was saying the least expected thing she had ever heard slip out of her lips. "Oh, please do be gentle! Mine as well make it the whole package." She whispered.
"What was that?" he asked as he looked down at her.
She turned her head slightly; something Giolla had told her made a man's hormone's run haywire, and smiled her shy sweet smile. Before she had cast her eyes down she saw Nick swallow.
Secretly smiling to herself she spoke. "Thank you for spilling the ice cold drink on me!"
He looked at the crown of her head in shock.
"Well, now I can get warm with my clothes that I have in my bag. I mean they don't have any changing rooms on the beach; it's probably good that I have my own clothes, so that way I won't have to borrow your friends. Cause I mean even though it's cold."
He looked at her oddly. "You're babbling, Miss Rhodes."
She jerked her head up. "You know who I am? A-a," Recovering she spoke again. "Of course you know me."
"Only because one of my cousin's best friend is you most loyal fan!" He imitated her.
They walked in the house and were met by a group of people.
