Sorry I didn't write for a while but I have a big essay, a book report, drawing contest, yaddah, yaddah, yaddah, I'll get on with the story. Thanks for the reviews and I hope you like the new chapter!!! (I got 2 more reviews; hooray!!! Pretty sad, isn't it?) Read and review!
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Chapter 3: Breakfast
Cornelia was balled up on the faded seat, her golden hair spread out around her slim body, while the motion of the train kept her sleepy. On the train time seemed to pass so slowly, and sleeping was about the only way to pass the endless hours. The train screeched to a halt and the woman's voice over the intercom announced loudly enough to make even the heaviest of sleepers wake up that they were somewhere in Michigan. But Cornelia still didn't wake. She was dreaming about Caleb, the image now vivid. She still clearly remembered his velvety voice, thick brown hair, and green eyes that were like soft pools of leaves. Then the noisy door linking the cars together opened and she roused sleepily.
Her parents had left a note on the seat next to her saying that they had gone to breakfast and brought Lillian with them. Cornelia rolled her eyes. So they leave me, she thought angrily. She glanced at her watch to see how long she had slept. The hands that danced around in circles all day read 10:43. "Oh, no!" she groaned. Then she realized that her parents in the dining car could work to her advantage. Cornelia raked her fingers through her hair to make it a bit less scary and ran down the hall toward the observation car.
Her eyes rapidly passed over everyone in the windowed car, scanning almost every inch of space and she deflated. Cornelia sunk into a seat and sighed heavily, twiddling her thumbs. Then the person in the seat next to her chuckled and said smugly, "I guess you could call yourself fashionably late." They both grinned. Caleb was wearing pale brown pajama bottoms and a white Old Navy t-shirt with green sleeves. The combo only made his eyes stand out more than usual and made him cuter, if that was possible. Cornelia assumed that they would listen to music again, but she waited patiently for Caleb to say or do something. There were a few nerve-wracking moments of awkward silence before Caleb burst out,"Do want to have breakfast with me? I have reservations."
Cornelia was surprised, but her heart leaped. "Yeah!" she exclaimed. "I, I mean yes."
Caleb sighed with relief. "Cool." Inside his heart leaped, too.
They walked together, wanting to go side by side, but since the small aisles prevented that, Caleb walked behind Cornelia and admired her shimmering blonde hair the whole way to the dining car. When they finally arrived, the two sat down nervously, but also excitedly.
They sat across from each other and received their menus from the fat red- headed waitress with who grinned at two twelve year-olds having breakfast together.
"What would you like?" she asked in her nasally voice.
Cornelia smiled at Caleb. Cornelia knew what she wanted. And he wasn't on the menu. And his name was Caleb Drakeson.
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Yeah, again kind of cheesy/weird. Oh my gosh, I've been watching too much Disney Channel. I hope you liked it, anyways!!! Sorry it was so short. Please review, no flames!!!