Chokin' On Their Halos {Discontinued}

Chapter 2

Four Months Earlier

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I was on the couch in our house. My arm wrapped around my girlfriend, Lisa’s, shoulders. We had been dating for nearly three months. Lisa was a year younger than me. I was seventeen, she was sixteen. My younger brother, Sam, was almost thirteen. It was going on four, thought it was darker than usual. We were expecting a bad storm. Lisa and I were watching this show called Ghost Facers. The two men in the show were ridiculous. Sam came through the front door, the loud noise adding to the intense moment on the television.

 “Dean!” Sam said loudly. I looked over the back of the couch at him. He had spots of wet sprinkled along him. Sam was panting. I figured he rode his bike to and from the library in town, trying to get inside before it poured.

“Yea, Sammy?” I asked. He tossed his backpack down, not bothering to hang it up next to mine on the hooks by the door. Sam was trying to talk, but he was out of breath. If he had been panicking or upset, I would have been up and over there in a heartbeat.

“You busy?” Sam asked after he finally caught his breath. I gave him a look and motioned at Lisa. “I know, but this is important.” Sam said, he threw his hands up.

“What do you need me to do?” I asked, I watched him.

“I have a project due tomorrow. I want to get footage of the storm tonight. I got some scans and I found where the storm will be the strongest.” Sam answered. Lisa started laughing.

“You want to chase a storm?” Lisa asked, teasing.

“It’s important, Lisa. I have to get a good grade!” Sam said dramatically. I looked at Lisa and she gave me a sigh and a nod.

“Okay, Mr. Harvard.” I teased. “When?” I asked.

“My scans say it will be strongest at two in the morning.” Sam said. I nodded. I wouldn’t dare ask where he got the scans. He was smart and knew his way around computers. He probably hacked into NASA or the News Station Of All Storms or summat.

“Alright, we can do it.” I said. “How far away is it?” I questioned.

“Two hours.” Sam answered sheepishly. I glared, not really mad. “You’re going to change your mind aren’t you?” Sam asked sadly.

“Nah, it’s fine. We’ll leave at eleven.” I told him. Sam smiled brightly. He ran to the stairs.

“Awesome! I’m going to go fix my camera up!” Sam said, he ran upstairs. I rolled my eyes and Lisa sighed.

“Kicking me out, huh?” Lisa asked. She wasn’t really upset, she knew how much I cared for Sam. Our Dad was gone a lot, especially when I was younger. I practically raised Sam after our mother died in a house fire. Dad was gone a lot, he worked and went across the state. We used to move a lot, but sometimes only for once we didn’t have to. Dad would come home every week or so, but only for a minute, other times for a day or two.

“You can come if you want.” I told her. Lisa shook her head, she kissed my cheek.

“I’ll go home. My parents don’t like me being out late with you.” Lisa said, a small smile. I groaned and laughed. There was one time I had been at her house until ten and her parent walked in on us having a small moment. “I’ll be over tomorrow though.” Lisa said.

“After school?” I asked. I had already graduated five months ago.

“Of course.” Lisa said. “I’ll leave soon, we have to finish this show first.” She said. She curled into me and we turned out attention back to the dorks on the television.