"Rewriting The Stars"
Author's Note: Hey everyone! I am so sorry for the long wait! My MacBook needed repairs and I just got it back yesterday! I'm so stoked that their are more and more viewers everyday who love this story! Enjoy Chapter Four, it's not as long as the others but it's still a good one :)
Chapter Four
Phillip awoke to streaks of sunlight streaming through the windows and to the sounds of birds chirping in harmony ready to greet the day. The sun was high accompanied by a clear blue sky that stretched for miles. The day brought a smile to his face. Anne was quietly sleeping wrapped in his arms. Phillip gazed at her thinking of how beautiful she looked even when she slept as he gently stroked his fingers through her hair. The sun rays glimmered against her skin making it look a lustful caramel colour. He pressed his lips to her forehead and held her a little tighter. He then gently kissed her cheek, then her other cheek, then her nose and then her chin trailing sweet, gentle kisses all over her face until her eyes slowly fluttered open.
"Good morning." Phillip said cheerfully arriving to her lips. Phillip dove in for a deep kiss but Anne only pecked his lips lightly, smiled and turned to her side so that her back was to him.
"Hey!" Phillip moaned laughing. "Wake up..." he said tugging her shoulder.
"Six more hours..." Anne teased.
"Don't make me wait that long..." Phillip pleaded to her.
"Hey, you didn't perform last night." Anne teased back pulling the covers up close to her nose and shutting her eyes once again. Phillip laughed and tugged her closer to him from behind. He pressed his lips to her shoulder tracing kisses along her back and then began to nibble on her ear which made Anne let out a cute giggle.
"Oh... I'm sorry did I wake you?" Phillip cheekily said resting his chin on her shoulder. Anne looked over her shoulder and smiled at him.
To Phillip's surprise Anne turned over and crushed her lips to his.
"Woah." Phillip let out laughing before he was pinned on his back. Anne and Phillip locked lips and Phillip ran his hands all over her. He grasped her waist and pulled her over so that she was the one now pinned to the sofa. When the couple broke apart for air Phillip took a second to gaze upon her face.
"You're so beautiful." he said. Anne didn't even have time to react till their lips were reconnected and Phillip's hands were all over her again. He tugged at her shirt a little and made for her breast but Anne laughed and grasped his hands in her own. Phillip pouted and let out a depressing sigh.
"You need to earn it before you can go that far showman." Anne teased.
"Can I earn it by cooking you breakfast?" Phillip asked her cheerfully bringing her palms to his lips. Anne chuckled.
"It will be a good start." she said smiling at him.
"Strawberry pancakes coming right up!" Phillip said cheerfully. He kissed her one last time then rushed to the kitchen. Anne smiled after him.
The scowls came from many directions. Left, right, ahead, behind and even Phillip would say up and down as he and Anne walked through the town hand in hand.
"I always feel like everyone is staring at us..." Phillip said to Anne.
"That's because everyone is staring at us." Anne said through a smile.
"I don't understand why so many people care? It's not like we're hurting anybody." Phillip said.
"Nope we are doing something far more unacceptable... we're rewriting the stars." Anne said to Phillip. Phillip stopped to beam at her before continuing along the path.
"We can't be the only interracial couple in this town." Phillip said. Both Anne and Phillip scouted the streets in hopes of seeing another couple like them but no luck, it was all dark with dark and light with light.
"I guess we're the first." Anne says sort of expecting to be so.
"That makes us even more special." Phillip said to her making her smile. Phillip opened the door that led into a diner. As he followed Anne inside they didn't make eye contact with anyone but they could feel every eye staring at them. Phillip grabbed Anne's hand and they seated themselves at an empty table by a window.
"Is this okay?" Phillip asked Anne. She nodded lifting her eyes to look at a man in the corner staring at the couple oddly. Phillip turned his head and as he did the man went back to reading his news-paper. He sighed and turned back to Anne.
"Hey... don't worry about it." He said to her smiling and grabbing her hand.
"Hello!"
Both Anne and Phillip jumped at the high pitched, cheerful greeting of a waitress standing next to them. She wore a pink uniform with a white apron, had bright red lipstick, short-curled blonde hair and bright blue eyes.
"Im Candy Lonnie Lutz and may I just say that I think it's a great thing what you two are doing..." the woman said. She had a Southern-American accent.
Anne and Phillip exchanged looks very surprised.
"It must be so exciting to break the rules with no fear of being outcasts. Look at you two, so sweet, I like sweet things that's why everyone calls me Candy instead of my real name Catherine. It don't bother me too much though, I like Candy better then Catherine anyway... Anyway what can I get you two?" Candy asked pulling out a pad and pencil. The waitress or Candy never even stopped to take a breath between her sentences Phillip noticed. Both Anne and Phillip were a bit shocked to ever hear those words come from a woman like Candy. it took them a while to respond to the very cheerful, thin and fast-spoken woman.
"Oh, uh... thank you." Phillip said smiling. "Uh we haven't actually had a chance to look at the menu-" Phillip said.
"Well that's alright! I can get you anything you like hmmm, oh I can whip you up a milkshake, a hotdog, perhaps some pizza oh I know! We make the best fried chicken in town!" Candy said beaming at Anne. Anne laughed knowing that the waitress did not mean to be racist or harmful.
"No that's quite alright, I'm actually a vegetarian so I'll just have a salad thank you." Anne said smiling.
"A salad, that's so boring and green and ugh just plain gross now ain't it?!" Candy said disgusted just by the thought as she stuck out her tongue like a child. "How about I make something fun like a salad full of sweets drizzled in chocolate sauce! How about that?" Candy asked getting closer to Anne. Anne looked over and smiled at Phillip who smiled back.
"Uh sure..." she said to Candy.
"Excellent and for you sir?" Candy said now turning her attention to Phillip.
"I guess I'll have the same." Phillip said.
"Uh perfect! Now you two wait right here won't be long." Candy said wondering off to the kitchen.
"Well... that was quite..." Phillip laughed. "I don't even know what to say."
"Interesting?" Anne said laughing with him finding his word.
"Yeah! Interesting... but in a good way." Phillip said. Anne sighed.
"If only everyone was like Candy Lonnie Lutz..." she said giggling.
"Then the world would be all unicorns and rainbows." Phillip replied.
After feeling too queasy to finish their meals, Phillip and Anne left the diner thanking Candy on their way out who wished them all the sweetest happiness in the world before they left.
"Ok... I feel sick." Phillip said holding his stomach.
"Me too... that salad was maybe just a bit too sweet." Anne said bringing her hand to her mouth gagging at the thought. Suddenly Phillip leaned over to the side of the path and puked. Anne rushed to his side holding onto his shoulder and rubbing his back. The smell made her own stomach turn and she was afraid she was about to feel sick as well.
"You okay?" Anne asked him embarrassingly looking around at people who were already staring stare harder and in more disgust. Phillip raised a thumb without turning to face her as he was unable to talk.
"Phillip..." a concern woman said.
Anne and Phillip raised their heads to see his mother rushing their way and to Phillip's biggest fear, the same young French woman trailing not too far behind.
Author's Note: Thank's for reading everyone! Will definitely update soon! What did you guys think of the character Candy?! Would you like to see her appear again in future chapters? Be sure to leave reviews :)
