Uploaded finally! Hooray! Read and comment! I don't have a sloppy-copy because I managed to get it completely right first try. I might upload a Fablehaven story-I noticed that there wasn' a whole lot and I really like the books. Plus I have the first chapter typed.
Anyhow...hope you like it!
-MuseGoddess
OUTSKIRTS OF ALPHA ISLAND
PINK SAND BEACH
FRIDAY, OCTOBER 17
1:10 PM
Skye's POV
Skye watched Taz leave in his PAC. Dingo cleared his throat and took her hand gently.
She pulled her gaze from the back of the retreating vehicle and walked with Dingo down the beachfront. Skye had no idea where he was taking her.
Dingo started the conversation. "So, how are classes?"
"Oh—the same. Hard," she answered. "Mimi's been getting warmer, though."
They chatted back and forth for a few minutes. As they rounded a corner, Skye saw that a beautiful gleaming white yacht was moored. She recognized it immediately. "The Joan of Ark!"
Dingo grinned wickedly and helped her onboard. Then he climbed on himself and started the engine. It came to life and purred smoothly away from the shore.
As Dingo worked the controls, Skye was struck how much he resembled Taz. Every move he made—from adjusting a leer, controlling a wheel, even sipping from the Dr. Pepper sitting in his cup holder—reminded Skye of Taz. She knew, of course, that they were identical twins, but she had expected Dingo to have his own personality.
The yacht stopped. Dingo pulled the keys from the ignition and walked over to the side, untying something with a flourish and letting the thing splash down to the water. Then he reached underneath the dashboard, produced a picnic basket, and smiled, opening a door in the side of the yacht. Skye came over and peered down. A quaint little rowboat bobbed in the shadow of the Joan of Ark. A metal ladder welded to the side provided access.
"Ohmuhguhd," she marveled. "This is so perfect."
"It gets better," Dingo said, climbing down with the basket and helping Skye on the small white craft. He took the oars and began rowing to a small sandbar peeking above the waves.
When they reached the small island, Skye stepped out carefully and looked around. The circle of shimmering white sand was small—a bit bigger than her room at home. Gentle blue waves lapped softly at the edges. Once again, Skye was struck with realization—this was the exact place that Taz would surprise her with. Maybe she'd misjudged Dingo.
Dingo finished hauling the rowboat onto the sand and spread a blue blanket on the sand. "It matches your eyes," he explained.
Then Dingo unpacked the basket, revealing small containers of cookies, sandwiches, candies, and drinks. Skye took a chocolate chip cookie.
"Thanks so much," she said, taking his hand and cradling it between hers, cookie forgotten. "I—"
She stopped when Dingo leaned in.
It ends there. The entire story.
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JK! I typed up the next chapter, but it's an Allie. I figured out something Allie has to deal with. Can you believe I couldn't think of one till now? The only other one I wrote was chapter two. Comment!
-MuseGoddess