"So what's the plan for tonight?" I asked after I came downstairs and into the kitchen, grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl. "What do you mean?" Sam inquired over one of his comic books. Michael was still on the phone with our mom, and I took a bite from my apple. "Are we going to go galavanting around the town," I peered at the comic he was reading, "slicing the heads off of every single vamp we see?" I joked, ruffling his dirty blond hair.
Sam shooed me away, "mom is out on a date with her little 'boyfriend.'" He spoke the word with disgust and I pretended to gag. "Let's just hope she doesn't come home at three AM covered in dirt and in need of a shower!" I shouted at Michael as he started up the stairs, to which in return I was just given the finger. "Piss off, Sophie!" He grumbled, heading for his room.
I giggled, pushing a piece of hair behind my ear. The sun was beginning to set, and it was beautiful outside. I walked out on the back porch, leaning against the banister as I just watched the infinite array of colors, ranging from blue to pink to orange. Sunsets were always my favorite part of a day - I liked to think of it as depicting all the positive things that happened to each and every person for just that one day, and draping them across the sky in an unfathomable amount of color; so at least you'd be able to experience one good thing no matter how bad your day was.
I heard the soft pad of a four legged creature behind me, and I peered over my shoulder to see it was Nanook. I smiled, "hey there, Nanook." I greeted him, walking over to the bench and pulling my legs up. I patted my lap, to which he replied by jumping up on the bench beside me and placing his big head in my lap. "To what do I owe this honor?" I asked, scratching him behind his ears.
I sighed, "can we talk, Nanook? It's been a while since we've had a heart to heart." I asked, and I only got a grumble from the back of his throat in response. A smile tugged at the corner of my lips, and I ran my nails along the top of his head and he closed his eyes in appreciation. "I don't know how I feel about this place... the people are so much different." I whispered.
"I don't know how I feel about Laddie either." I added, "there's no way this kid could have memorized an entire mass of a boardwalk that big in less than a day. Unless he's the spawn of Batman. Then I'd understand, but he's not." I deadpanned, resting my chin on my palm. "And then there's his older brother... I still have his jacket from last night." I mumbled, and Nanook raised his head at me and tilted it.
"Don't give me that look, come on!" I groaned, "and I just don't know what to do, I mean he's so quiet and mysterious and... hot- wooooah. No. Nope. Not even." I caught myself, facepalming to a degree no other could match. "I need help, Nanook." I huffed, rubbing my forehead. Suddenly, the big black and white dog surged up and raced to the side of the house, barking like his life depended on it. "Ugh," I groaned, getting up, "Sam!" I yelled, "come get your stupid, non caring-"
And I realized the source of his barking, which had resorted to low growling. There he was, Dwayne, standing by the side of my house. With still no shirt on.
"N-Nevermind! I - I think I got him!" I called back, not taking my eyes off of the half-naked biker. I snapped my attention to the dog who was about to bite his face off, fairly attractive face, and recalled the intensity of the situation. "Nanook! Inside!" I snapped my fingers, pointing to the door, and the oh-so-protective dog was much obliged to take his happy self back inside.
It was needless to say, I was baffled. "What are you doing here?" I asked, covering my bare arms self consciously. Dwayne sighed, "Laddie wouldn't stop talking about you all night last night, he wants to see you again. He's at the boardwalk with David, Paul and Marko." Ah, and the last of the three blonde stooges has been identified. "I told him I'd come and pick you up."
I deflated, "no, Dwayne, I meant what are you doing here, as in walking around the side of my house?" I detailed, and he chuckled a little, "I suppose that does seem kind of creepy, huh?" I giggled and pinched my forefinger and thumb only an inch apart, showing him a little bit. "Well, I was walking up to your door when I heard you talking back here. I figured showing up on your doorstep wouldn't take too kindly to Michael?" He supposed and I nodded, "you presumed correct."
"Well? Go get ready." Dwayne told me, and I raised my brows, "what do you mean go get ready?" I inquired and he smirked, "come on, Laddie's waitin'. Are you really gonna refuse a small child the favorite person he wants to see?" Oh I see. It was time for a guilt trip. I narrowed my eyes, and he stood tall, four feet away, with his arms crossed and his brow arched high.
I couldn't really compete, so I relented and pouted the entire time I stomped inside to get ready - I was no better than anyone Laddie's age. I snuck past Michael's and Sam's rooms, tucking into my own and slipping on a grey Rolling Stones tank top, which cut off at the midsection, and had the sleeves cut off. It hung loosely in the sleeves, so I put on a black tank top underneath as well as a pair of black high waisted shorts. I put on my black combat boots just because I felt like it.
I grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulder, though not before grabbing Dwayne's jacket. I scribbled down a note, saying I got a call from an employer for a quick job interview and that I would be back later. I pasted it on the counter, grabbed my key to the house, and walked out the back door to where Dwayne was still waiting. The sun had now fully set and was replaced with the moon, though it was maybe a few minutes til it was over when he had gotten here. I held out his jacket to him, but he shook his head, guiding me by the small of my back as we left the house and walked to his bike. I would be a liar if I said I didn't feel pretty damn lucky, and that his touch didn't send shivers up my spine.
"You wear it tonight, you look sexy with it on."
Ohhhhhh snap Dwayne's gettin' a lil risque if you know what I mean lol. Thank you so much for the reviews and the favorites and the follows and don't be shy to PM me! I love talking to you guys. Tell me what your favorite part has been so far - give me some feedback, some constructive criticism. Something! XO - Kari
