... .:chapter 5:...
"Whaa..." he started sleepily, rubbing his eyes. Then he noticed Caitlyn standing there, a horrified expression on her face, and frozen in a run-away position. And he laughed.
"Caitlyn, sit down." he said, waving with his hand and summoning a second chair. Awkwardly she sat down in the chair. He stared at her for a bit, and smiled.
"So, I told you that you'd find out where I lived." he said.
"Aren't you mad that I sneaked in?" she asked, a bit confused. He shook his head and sighed.
"I'd be mad if you took that crazy drunk old man in here." he said. Caitlyn laughed, a bit more comfortable. "Your house is pretty." she said, smiling. He groaned.
"You don't want to see how it looks inside. I can't keep things in order in there..." he said, seeing her confused expression. "But yes, I love this house.". He smiled.
"Can I look inside?" she asked sheepishly. He nodded. "Go ahead, but watch out." he said, smirking. She sighed. "It can't be that bad." she said, taking off her jacket and heading inside.
Well, it turned out that it could be that bad. Books were piled everywhere, and all kinds of musical instruments and Cd's were spread out over tables, chairs, and closets. She coughed because of the dust in here.
"I wasn't aware that this was even possible..." she mumbled, brushing the dust off of an old trumpet. She also saw a guitar, and a stairway that led to a locked door. She was curious, but not planning to make him mad, so she walked away again. Back outside, she noticed that he had fallen asleep again. This time he leaned his head on his hand, and his elbow on the edge of the chair. He looked more peaceful than just now. Carefully, she put a blanket around his shoulders. He smiled slightly.
"Sorry... I'm just exhausted..." he said and sighed. She frowned, about to ask him why, but decided to not ask him about that. She brushed his hair out of his face on impulse, and pulled her hand back quickly again. The most gentle expression appeared on his face, and he smiled.
"You're a nice person indeed." he simply said. She blushed.
"I like your house. Is it okay if I visit you every now and then?" she asked carefully. He stared at her for a bit, his eyes a brilliant light blue.
"Yeah, that's fine. But don't tell anyone." he said. Suddenly she heard some kind of alarm bell, and looked up, pretty alarmed. Nathan stood up as well.
"I have to go, and I think you should get out of here as well..." he said, giving her an apologetic look. She nodded.
"What was-" she started, but he put his index finger on her lips and smiled.
"I'll tell you, but not now." he said. The next moment she felt like she was flying through the sky at light speed, and the moment after, she found herself, confused, sitting on the floor in her room again.
"I can't believe that guy." she mumbled, kind of annoyed. She ran her hand through her hair and sighed. She felt kinda strange again, had no idea what do to. So she set out again, searching for a partner to train with. This time she left her board in her pocket, and walked over the main road with her hands in her pockets. She headed towards town, kicking at piles of snow, since it was still snowing. When she arrived in town, she noticed that there was a huge Christmas tree here as well. People still were stalled around here, but more people sold warmer clothes right now. There were stands for hot cocoa everywhere as well. She smiled, and then noticed Colin, behind a stand, and snoozing. Rolling her eyes, she walked over to him and poked his shoulder. He woke up quickly, jumping up and knocking her over.
"Colin! Why are you sleeping if you should be selling stuff?" she asked sheepishly. He stared at her. "Sorry, Caity! It's just so comfortable, the sight of snow..." he sighed dreamily. Caitlyn rolled her eyes again. She patted his head, and then looked at the things he was selling. Her eyes fell on a white scarf, long and most likely hand-made. She touched it in wonder, feeling some kind of magic buzz through her fingers.
"Colin, where in the world did you get this?" she asked. He shrugged.
"I bought it and 'm reselling it again." he said. "I'll take it." she said, smiling.
"How much?" she asked. He wrinkled his nose. "Take it as a present." he said. She grinned and hugged him tightly.
"Thanks, Colin." she said, not noticing the slight blush on his face. She put the scarf around her neck. "It looks nice on ya, Caity." Colin said and grinned. She smiled.
"I'm leaving now, though. But I guess no one feels like training right now.."
"Ya could try and look in the Arena. It's a lot of fun." he said and smiled. She thought about it.
"Well, since I have nothing better to do... How do I get there?" she asked him. He grinned. "I'll come with ya." he said. "What about your stand here?" she asked. He smiled.
"Sam, wake up!" he yelled, poking something next to him. Samuel got up, groaning.
"What in the world..." he started, shaking his head. He glared at him.
"Why is everyone sleeping.." Caitlyn mused.
"I'ma take Caity to the Arena." he said, smiling. "Can you watch the stand for a bit?"
"Fine, fine." he said, still a bit annoyed. He saw the scarf.
"Looks good on you." he said and smiled. Caitlyn blushed a bit. "Thanks." she said. Colin stood up and grabbed his board. "I don't have mine." she said, wrinkling her nose..
"Lift with me on mine then." he said in a more serious tone. She nodded.
"Let's get going!" he yelled when they took off.