Ah, and thus, the friction begins between them.
I didn't get why people liked this fic so much. It kinda freaked me out actually.
Anyways, so I wrote a little more and got to planning, and so I've got a lot of it sketched out, and it's gonna be a saga. Seriously. I'll bring in characters that haven't ever seen the light of day... Like Udney. It's so weird that no one really did anything with him...
There's gonna be a lot of 'em. And some new characters too. But I'll get to them later. Way later.
"James! Can we please take a break? We've been at this for hours!" I moan, casting a dark look at James.
He scowled up at me.
"How can you complain? You're the one riding a horse!" James snaps.
I roll my eyes.
"Fine! The horse is getting tired, and I'm hungry!" I argue.
James huffs and yanks the horse's reins. It jerks to a stop, the pain radiating through the horse and I.
"What was that for?" I yell, appalled.
He patted the horse, as if trying to apologize, before staring up at me.
"First of all, you know as well as I do that this horse is named Cesar. Second of all, I didn't even get breakfast this morning. Your dad wants us to be there as soon as humanly possible. We aren't even to the New Jersey border yet! And I don't even know where your house is, Sarah!" James barks.
I cannot believe he has the nerve to say these things. I was wrong when I said that we don't have much to argue about. We have a lot to argue about.
I slide down from the horse.
"So, Sarah, we're going to take a break. Are you happy now?" James snarls.
I glare at him and he sighs. He pats my back roughly, and my fury towards him intensifies.
"Look, Sarah, I'm sorry, okay?" He apologizes.
I nod briefly, pulling out our parcels of lunch from the saddlebags. I toss him one and he opens it. His eyes light up at the sandwich.
"Beef! It's my dinner!" He says, the happiest he has ever been since this journey started.
I roll my eyes, biting into my own sandwich. I removed the canteen from the saddlebag, helping myself to a hungry gulp. James motions over to me. I wipe my mouth, passing him the canteen. He takes a sip, even thirstier than me.
He very nearly shoves the entire sandwich into his mouth, which is just disgusting. However, I'm used to it. He's always been this rude and ill mannered. Of course, he is an orphan. After he gulps it down, nearly choking in the process, he picks me up by the waist, which I must say is not a pleasant feeling, and sets me atop the horse. Then he climbs up. I frown.
He turns back to face me.
"Sarah, you might want to hold on to me," James warns.
I nod, wincing inwardly, locking my arms around his waist. He kicks the horse, which rears up before dashing quickly down the road. He was not joking when he said that I should hold unto him. We seem to ride for hours, passing little if anything. We see a sprinkling of farms, but soon it is night, and we only have the stars to light our way.
James looks ahead, squinting. He yanks back on the reins and our horse stops. James jumps off, sticking out a hand for me to grab as he helps me down. James pats the horse on the back softly, leading it away.
I'm scared. We are all alone here, and it is so dark. Anything can happen under the cover of darkness. So I run after him, feeling like I'm being followed. James is securing Cesar in a stable I could not see in the dim light. He looks up at me, and our eyes meet. For some reason, this makes me shiver.
I look to the ground, turning so I don't have to look at him. I feel a hand on my shoulder and jump a foot in the air. It is James, who grabs my hand so we will not be separated in the night. We walk outside a little and he finds a river, in which we wash up. We go back to the barn in silence.
"James, should we not ask the owner if we could rest here?" I question silently.
James shakes his head.
"We're sleeping in the hayloft, Sarah, I'm sure the farmer wouldn't mind," James grunts.
I shrug. James leans over, pulling a blanket from the saddlebags. He shows me to the ladder, but I shake my head. I am not going up there first. If I do, and he is underneath me, then he shall see my unmentionables. He shrugs, going up the ladder.
I follow him, collapsing on the hay next to him. He covers us with the blanket and I smile briefly, falling into a deep slumber almost immediately.
- Loren ;
Okay, seriously, I don't own LK. Duh. So, review if you wanna. And I really hope you wanna.