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"Come on Cora, can't you eat a bit more?" Daddy said when I pushed my plate away. I looked at him and sighed. It was a big dinner, bigger than I thought, and I fill up quickly.
Daddy's a big eater, you can tell when you look at him, I don't mean that in a bad way, I love him very much and he wouldn't really look right if he was skinny. I'm like mommy, she doesn't eat that much, though she can eat more than me.
"But I'm full." It was true, and I'd eaten most of it. We'd had Chicken, potatoes, carrots and peas. I'd eaten all my peas, and I'd only left a few carrots and half a potato, and a bit of chicken.
We also got give bread, I hadn't touched that though, I wanted to eat the hot food first. "Aye but you won't be saying that come tonight now will you?" Tommy said to me, he said it with a smile on his face, making a joke out of it, he makes me laugh a lot, I like Tommy, but not as much as I do the blonde guy, even though I've not even talked to him.
" Just eat a bit more chicken then eh?" Daddy said, I really wasn't hungry but at least I liked chicken. I wouldn't eat lamb, ever, it's too cruel, I think .
They're only baby animals. I went to a farm with daddy and Aunt Millie a few weeks ago, we saw baby lambs there, I got to hold one, it was really soft and sweet. I don't know how people can eat them. But chicken's okay, they get to live longer and run around.
I sighed and picked up my fork and picked at bits of chicken. Daddy could see that I wasn't really eating it, "Remember, the sooner you eat it the sooner we can go out and see the sharks and dolphins."
I smiled at that, I really did wanna see them, especially the dolphins, they travel in big groups, Aunt Millie says, so we'll see lots of them.
I picked up my fork and eat properly then. I looked out the window on the left, it was sunny and warm outside, the sun shone on the water, making it look like tiny diamonds were on the water, shimmering like they were dancing in the waves.
We'd go down to the bar area, and everyone would be dancing tonight, I love dancing and I love Irish music. Tommy said he'd dance with me too.
I wonder if the blonde guy will be there, maybe he'd dance with me as well. Thinking of that made me wonder where he was now, I looked all around the hall, he wasn't anywhere, maybe he wasn't hungry. I bet he's out on deck already, looking at the dolphins, maybe we can look at them together...
"I told you we'd be late Jack no?" I heard someone say, I looked over my shoulder, it was the Italian guy speaking, he was speaking to him!"
He was there walking next to him, his blonde hair a bit windswept, I smiled at that. He was holding a brown leather folder, why does he have that? I wonder what it is, I looked and saw a bit of paper coming out the top of it, why does it have paper in.. Oh, it's an artist's folder, he's an artist! I bet he's really good, I wonder what he draws...
"S'alright, there's still food left." He said, I'd wondered what his voice sounded like, now I knew. It was a nice tone, gentle.
He was wrong about the food though, they realized that when they went to the serving stand. Most of it was gone, only a few small bits of chicken and a few potatoes left.
They got their food and sat down on the third long bench, not many people were on it, not many people were left in here, most had finished and gone out on deck.
I looked down at my leftover food, I felt bad. I had this and I wasn't even hungry, and they had hardly anything and they were hungry...well the Italian guy was, the blonde guy didn't look too bothered by it, when I had seen him throughout the day he seemed a calm person.
I'd nearly finished my chicken now, only one bite left, daddy and Tommy were talking. I lightly touched my potatoes, they weren't warm now, so they wouldn't be nice to eat, but I still had my bread.... quickly I got the napkin it was on and wrapped it up in it, and I got the little butter packet too.
I looked over at them, neither of them had any bread. I looked a bit further down n my bench, someone had left and not eaten their bread, it would only get thrown away, and no one was sitting there. I felt shy now, now that I had the chance to talk to him, but it was a nice thing to do.
Quickly I eat the least of my chicken, and swung my legs over the bench, grabbed the bread and ran around to them, I felt like I was on a mission, like a spy mission, cos I was doing everything so fast. If I thought of it that way I could do it without feeling so shy, I love having an imagination, it helps in real life too.
"Eh where's she goin?" Tommy said, oh no, I'd be spotted, I had to do this quickly.
"Cora, come back" Daddy said, he didn't shout, just raised his voice slightly, he said it in a questioning tone, like "Why are you goin over there?" I knew why.
My heart pounded, not because I was running, I'm a good runner, I was nervous, what was I gonna say, would it sound stupid? I began to doubt my idea but there was no going back now.
The Italian guy looked up at me, he'd been talking to the blonde guy, who noticed and turned around just as I got to them, they were at the beginning of the table.
He looked at me then, he had piercing blue eyes, like the sky, they were deep like you could dive into them. I don't know why but I wasn't nervous anymore.
"You don't have much food, so I got both of you these" I said happily and put the bread on the table, he looked at me while I spoke and then at the bread when I put it on the table. He then smiled at me.
"Thank you but you don't have to do that, really, it's your bread" he said with kindness, I was surprised, I thought he'd take it.
"I'm not hungry, honestly" I wanted him to have it, and his friend.
" That's really thoughtful of you but I can't take it" Why does no one understand today that I'm not hungry?
"Well, I'm not hungry, so I'm gonna leave it here, and if you don't eat it, it'll just get thrown away" There, now he couldn't find an excuse. He smiled at me, surprised by my spirit I think, another thing I get from my mommy.
"You sure?" he said, he didn't wanna take it otherwise, cos I'm 10, but I don't see it that way.
"Yeah, I'm really sure, I wouldn't offer otherwise" I smiled, he laughed, so did his friend
"Thank you, you're really kind" He said to me, I smiled at him as he did me.
"Grazie, Bella Ragazza" I giggled at that, I know that "Grazie" means thank you and "Bella" means beautiful, but I don't know what the last word was
"What's Ragazza mean?" I asked him
"It means girl, you a very beautiful girl" He said, I smiled widely at that. I liked him. The blonde guy was smiling at me too, I still didn't know his name.
"What's your name?" I asked him
"Jack, what's yours?" Jack, it suited him really well He moved up a bit on the bench so I didn't have to stand up
"Cora" I said
"Cora, that's a pretty name" He said to me, he liked my name! I looked at the folder that was on the table.
"What's that?" I said, pointing to the folder while getting on the bench
"It's a portfolio, it's where I keep my drawings." I really wanted to see them, I bet he's really good
"Can I see them?" I hope he's let me, he was really nice so I think that he'll let me, his friend laughed when I said that, I don't know why, Jack punched him on his shoulder in a friendly way but enough to get him to stop laughing
"Sure, you can see, some of them." He got the portfolio out and flicked through some until he stopped and got a few out, maybe these are his best ones, he wants me to see the really good ones, that's why he's only getting these ones out.
I thought he'd be a good artist, but this was better than good, it was AMAZING. I'd never seen better art, ever! It was like a charcoal photograph. Everything was really detailed.
"Wow, you're really, really good." He chuckled "Thanks, they didn't think too much of them in Paris though." How could people not like them? They were brilliant
"Well then people in Paris don't know what they're talking about." He laughed at that, I liked the sound of his laugh, it was musical.
"That's what I tell him, he draws all the time you know, that's why we are late." His friend said, we all laughed at that, "I'm Frabrizio, Cora."
Now I knew both their names. Jack showed me his pictures, well his best ones, he thought so, but I bet all of them are amazing. One was in Paris, he'd drawn a couple kissing near the Eiffel tower,
Another was on a park, lots of rich people were in it, near a lake, the centre of a picture was of a woman, she had really nice cloths and had an umbrella that you put up in the sun, she was smiling at him.
Another was of a little boy and his dog, and the last was of a woman in a bar, she was alone with a lot of drinks, and she wore lots of jewellery. Jack told me the story behind each picture, things about the person, the things they had. That made me realize,
"You're pictures are like story's, they tell stories." It was true, they did
"That's one of the things I like about art, you can put people's essence on paper y'know?" I nodded, I did get it
"Like when people write music based on people." Mommy plays piano, we used to have one. It wasn't new, and it was a bit tatty, but she loved it, and we loved to hear her play. She wrote a piece for me, called "Cora." It was meant to show what my personality sounded like. It was fast and jumpy in some bits, and slow and soft in others, I think it sounds like me. I think I'll tell Jack about that later. I'd love to hear what his personality sounds like on piano.
"Yeah, that's a good way to put it." He smiled, he smiled a lot when he talked to me.
"Cora, what you doin over here? What's this bread? Sorry, she likes to talk to people." Daddy came over and said to me and Jack, I wasn't annoying Jack, we were talking, at least I hope I wasn't...
"No it's fine, she's no bother, really." I relaxed again, Jack liked me been here.
"Daddy I wasn't gonna eat my bread so I gave it to them." I said quietly to daddy, I knew we'd get the whole "no it's your bread" thing again.
" I told her I wouldn't take it, she said she's gonna leave it here anyway but seriously we don't need it, nut thank you very much Cora." Jack said the last part to me, I think he didn't wanna get my dad mad, he thought that daddy would mind, but my daddy's nice, it takes a lot to get him mad, he's a placid person.
"No it's alright, you two keep it, she won't eat it anyway, stubborn as your mother aren't yer." and then daddy tickled me a bit making me and everyone laugh, afterwards he shook Jack and Fabrizio's hands and they exchanged their names. When I gotten my breath back from been tickled, I tugged on daddy's coat
"Daddy, Jacks an artist." I said, pointing to Jack's pictures. Jack looked a lil embarrassed now, he shouldn't be, he's an amazing artist. Daddy wanted to see some of his work, he's interested in arts, mommy got him into it, she'd love to see Jack's drawings. Maybe she will, if we see him in Santa Monica, if he's goin there, I hop he is..
"These are good, very good eh Cora." I knew they were amazing.
"I've been wanting someone to draw Cora, maybe you could do it later?" I looked at daddy, he'd mentioned it to me a few times before, but we'd never done anything about it. I didn't like the idea of sitting still in a room for ages. But all of Jack's pictures were of people doing what they loved, something that shows who they are, not sitting still blankly. Even if I did have to sit still I wouldn't mind, because it's him.
"Sure, I'd love to." I smiled
" Alright, we'll see you sometime then, wanna go see those dolphins now?" Daddy said to me, I wanted to stay with Jack, but we'd see him later, he'd be up on deck soon too.
"Okay, bye Jack, bye Fabrizio." I waved with one hand as I took daddy's and we walked away
"Bye Cora." Jack waved back, so did his friend, I didn't turn to look forward until we were out of the hall, I was so excited, I wanted to jump and fly, I talked to him, he's better than I imagined he would be
"Let's go find Tommy and the dolphins eh? And we'll see Jack as well later won't we?" I nodded happily, everything was going how I wanted it to....
