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Chapter Two: Morning Meeting
In my dreams, or was I awake (?), I never knew, I heard a strange bell music. It was mysterious and friendly sounding. I opened my eyes and reached up, trying to grasp it. But it seemed to melt away.
The sun was beginning to rise. My mom's clock showed five o'clock. Why was I so early? I wondered. My parents wouldn't be getting everyone up until five thirty. I tried to fall asleep, but I couldn't.
So, I got up, off of the couch, grabbed my blanket and stuffed dog, and went back to my room. I pulled off my pajamas and put on my clothes from yesterday. I was planning to go on a short walk outside. My socks on my feet flopped around as I went down the stairs and pulled on my light coat. I then put on my shoes and walked outside.
I walked down the stairs into my side yard. The air was brisk though there wasn't any wind. I zipped up my jacket. AS my feet led me to the alley, I wondered why I was out here. Finally I concluded that someone waned me, about the same time that I saw that someone.
He was an old man, whom was standing in the alley that ran behind my house. His white hair was thin, and his nose came to a sharp point. The man's eyes were trained on me and held something; they almost seemed to be sizing me up. My lips were looser than normal, probably the early morning fall air.
I smiled at him and greeted him saying, "Hello, sir. Did you just move here?" My common sense was screaming at me to keep quiet but I still said something. I felt as if I had seen this person before, in a dream, or in the dream of a dream. He kept looking at me, his face was unreadable, and I began to wonder if talking to him was such a good idea.
"Come here into the light," he said, finally, in an English accent. He called me forward because I was standing in the shade of some black locust trees. I took a couple of hesitant steps forward, into the dawn's sunlight. I then carefully looked up into his craggy face.
"Ah, you have his eyes," he said, a ghost of a smile on his lips. I gave him a confused look and he chuckled softly. "Hilary Dirks, I did not expect you, but you are not unwelcome."
I was now more confused. "How do you know my name?" I asked.
"We are family, you and I," he said. "Though not how you would think." He continued before I could comment. "I understand you are going to take a short trip to England. When you get to the airport, in London, you will meet a friend of mine. You must meet with him, he will explain everything."
Now there were a thousand questions on the tip of my tongue, I didn't know which one to ask. I decided to ask, "What is your friend's name and what does he look like?"
"His name is Will, and he is a little older than you," replied the man. Then he added, "You will know it is him when you see him."
"Oh," I said. "What's your name?"
"My name is Merriman," said the man, whom I now knew as Merriman. I then blinked my eyes and Merriman seemed to vanish into thin air. I was stunned, why had that man come to me? I blinked a couple times and went inside.
When I got in the kitchen, I glanced at the clock. The clock's face read five o' two. What? I thought. How can it be five o' two! It took me about two minutes to dress and the conversation with Merriman must have taken about five minutes. Hmm, Merriman, what a strange name… I shook my head I had a hunch that today was going to be a little out of the ordinary.
Iwent to my room to take my shower. When I got up to my room I took off my clothes, turned on the shower, and quickly got in. The warm shower was finished quickly, so I got out quickly and wrapped myself in a towel. Drying myself off with the towel, I glanced at myself in the mirror in my bathroom. My wet hair was normally a dark blond and my gray blue eyes were alert, ready to catch anything. "Why am I so edgy?" I asked myself. I sighed and walked into my room to change. I made sure to put on comfortable clothes that would be good for a plane ride. The rest of the money was pretty uneventful. Since I woke up early, I was ready before anyone else. I watched them scurry around like ants and I helped my dad load the luggage in the car.
Finally, we left home for the airport at six fifteen, to go to our plane ride in our town's small airport. The first plane ride was a short forty-five minute flight to Chicago, where we would catch our flight to London. My family and I rushed though the bustling O'Hare airport, and we just mad it to our terminal. All of us piled into our seats on the airplane, and got our stuff settled for the long flight to London.
My family and I finally got to London. Plane rides always made me feel woozy. So, my stomach was feeling a little upset. My family regrouped and we started to walk to the luggage carousal to get our luggage. We rushed past a drinking fountain and I walked over to it to get a drink to settle my stomach.
I began drinking the water when I felt the hair on the back of my neck prickling, someone was watching me. I stood up straight and saw a boy about the same age me, with a solemn face, and brown hair. He was leaning against the next to the fountain and was staring at me.
"Your name is Hilary," he said.
"And your name's Will."
He seemed shocked for a minute but then said, "We need to talk. I will meet you in your hotel room when you are alone." I nodded a little stunned. When Will saw me nod he nodded back and disappeared into the crowd.
I turned a deep breath to calm myself, and followed the direction my family had taken to the carousal.
I hope you liked it! I know this chapter was a little slow but…eh…
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