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Okay, so the night was going fine…. until we got locked in the garden. The large gates were imposable to climb. Mr. Denton must have forgotten to tell the grounds keeper we were in here. I mean, it's possible, right? He wouldn't just lock us up just like that… right?
"Well this is just great." I moan.
"Maybe I can climb up there…" Spot says looking up at the sleek metal gate.
"Fine, if you fall and break your neck, I won't help you." I say waving off over my shoulder.
"For a girl, you have no heart." Spot says to me.
"Yeah, God left it out because all the sarcasm wouldn't fit with it still in there."
"You are harsh."
"That's my middle name." I sneer. I can be mean if I want to, and I planned on proving that tonight.
"You're an idiot."
"You should keep your mouth shut."
"Practice what you preach sweetheart."
I stomp right over to him. Our eyes were even. "I wouldn't mess with me."
"Oh," Spot says slyly, staring me down, "and why is that?"
"Friends in high places." I state simply and ruffle his hair.
"You just made," he grabs my wrist, "a huge mistake."
"Leave it. I don't want to deal with you tonight." I reclaim my hand and run into the foliage.
I hide in a tree overlooking Spot, who lights a cigarette and paces.
Finally he sat on the ground and stared up at the stars with an obvious blankness.
I jump down from my perch and sit quietly beside him. "What are you thinking?" I ask quietly.
He didn't even acknowledge my presence. Just responded. "About the world. The stars."
"That's pretty deep for a boy." I say, mocking his voice.
"I really don't like you, you know that?" He says with a grin.
"Yeah."
Spot takes another long drag from his cigarette. "I'm guessing you don't smoke?" Spot says.
"What? Because girls don't smoke?"
"No," he says rather annoyed. "Because you don't seem like that kind of person."
"Well if you really want to know, I quit two years ago."
"Well, should I even offer?" He asks with a smirk.
"No." I whisper.
Spot doesn't respond, so neither do I. We stay in silence for a long time.
"You know Six," Spot says. I look at his profile and get distracted.
His eyes flash and I snap out of a day dream. "Sorry, what?"
"Staring are we?"
"What? No, I-"
"Day dreaming? You're just like everyone else."
"Spot I-"
Spot whirls and pins me to the ground. My shoulders pressed to the gravel. I moan as a throbbing pain surges through my head.
"Spot what was that for?"
"There aren't any cameras out here. I could do what ever I wanted." He says, his tone ominous and dark.
"You wouldn't do anything to me." I say. Hearing my own voice tremble makes me want to throw myself in front of a bus. "You… wouldn't."
Spot hovers his lips over my neck and his breath tickles. "You have no right to say that." he murmurs, pressing his cold lips against my collarbone through my shirt. "You don't know me."
"You can't! They'll kick you out for this." I say softly.
"You wouldn't tell. You're having too much fun." he plants a kiss on my jaw.
I lean my head back. Damn me. Why'd I do that? "Nuh…." is all I manage. What happened to the tough girl my grandfather raised? Hm? I wonder how many days I'd spend in the closet for losing control if Grandfather knew.
If grandfather knew… knowing him he probably already knows…
Spot rolled off of me and chuckled darkly. "I will leave you now to your… thoughts…"
I lay there for a moment not moving and listen to the crunch of his footsteps.
"Why didn't you do anything?" I asked before I could stop myself.
"Because. You were right about one thing Six. I'm not that kind of person." By the time I had the courage to look up, he was no where in sight.
I stayed there the rest of the night. Right there. Sometime in the night, Spot had come around and covered me with his jacket.
The morning came harsh and painful. It wasn't quite light out but the sky was a sort of periwinkle colour that happens before a sunrise. The memories of last night hit me like a ton of bricks, and being myself, I just stayed under the bricks for a few minutes just to make sense of it all.
"You gonna stay there all day?" Spot's voice pierces the morning's silence.
I scramble to sit up. "No."
"I found a way out."
I find myself at the tallest wall in the far end of the garden. The bricks were laid so that some stuck out further than others, making some kind of makeshift latter.
"Ladies first?" Spot asks with a obnoxious bow.
I make a face at him and climb up the wall quickly, like I've done it a million times. I have done it a million times…
Spot heads up after me. "There's a tree a little ways down, we could climb down that." he says pointing. I look and see an oak.
I start to stand up to walk there when Spot grabs my wrist. "Wait" he says pointing at the sky.
The first rays of the sun rise over the horizon just then, giving everything a pink tint. I gasp.
"Wow." I murmur.
Spot grins sheepishly, "I always loved sunrises…"
"Thanks Spot."
"Let's go Six." He says and walks away.
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