Gills

Gills- Chapter Two

Next bit already! I had this bit in my head, and I had to write this down before I forgot!

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When I get home, I run straight upstairs to my room. I sit on my bed, pull my knees up so they are touching my forehead, and cover my eyes with my hands.

What's the guy going to do? He knows something is wrong. What if he says something? What if everyone finds out what I can do?

This can not be happening to me.

Okay, I know what you're thinking.

'Why doesn't she want people to find out she's special? She'd be famous!'

But that's the thing. I don't want to be famous. I like my life, I like being normal. And that would change, if I was found out. I wouldn't be treated like a normal person anymore. I'd be tested on, like an animal. And I wouldn't like that. I'd hate it.

I take a deep, steadying breath. I have to find this guy, tell him that he was imagining things, that I'm not different. I sit up and grab my bag. I'm about to leave the room when I spy my reflection in the mirror.

My hair is tangled, bags hang under my eyes. Hm. I don't think I'll be very good at persuading him when I look like a maniac. Never trust a maniac.

I sat down in front of my dresser. I pick up my brush and pull it through my golden hair. When it is in control I pick up my foundation. I have naturally clear skin, so I only have so concentrate on the purple streaks under my eyes. I don't bother with mascara. I don't want him to think I'm trying to impress him or something. Because I'm not.

Until I go outside, it doesn't actually occur to me that I don't know where he is, or where he lives. I look at my watch. I only left the shop around half an hour ago. With any luck, he'll still be around that area.

I'm right. Across the road from the shop, there's a park. And there he is, sitting on one of the swings, gently swinging back and forth.

I approach him. I'm actually really nervous. It's not surprising really. My humanity is hanging in the balance here.

I stand in front of him. He looks up, surprised. He doesn't speak.

I do. "Hi," I say softly, "I'm sorry I ran out the shop earlier. That was rude."

I sit on the swing next to him, waiting.

"That's okay," He says. "I guess I must have seemed a bit like a freak. But I'm not stupid. I know something's up with you. I don't know what." He sees my panicked expression, and adds, smiling, "Don't you worry. I'm not going to say anything, if that's what you're thinking."

The churning in my stomach starts to cease. I turn my head slightly, and smile at him. "Thank you," I say quietly.

We sit in silence for a few minutes. He finally speaks.

"My names Lucas, by the way. Luke for short."

I notice he has a really nice voice. He's definitely American, like me, but I can detect another accent underneath. English, maybe? I realise he's waiting for me to speak.

"Oh, I'm Annie. Just Annie."

We smile at each other again. We settle into a comfortable silence, our swings swaying gently. Some kids run into the play area, screeching like banshees. They run towards us, so we both move away from the swings, and the kids take over them. We leave the park, and slowly walk down the path, randomly.

"I never thanked you, you know." He says suddenly. I look at him questionably. "For you saving my life," He adds.

"Oh, it's no problem, really." I look at my watch. "I'd better get home," I tell him apologetically.

"I'll walk you."

It doesn't take very long. All too soon, we reach my front door. I turn to him.

"Well, thanks for walking me home."

"Not at all, Annie," He tells me, grinning. "I owe you, after all."

"Well," I say finally, taking in his strong handsome face, "I'll see you around?"

"Of course," he says, giving me a mock sailor salute. "Nice meeting you, Annie."

"You too."

He walks away, and I close the door, grinning like crazy.

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I'm on a roll now! I'll write the next bit tomorrow, I promise. The next chapter might get a bit of help from my friend. Luvmansell.

WickedLovely. X