CAPTURE THIS (Updating regularly)

Chapter 2

Amber sighed. "Fine but don't blame me if I get heavy."

Matty laughed. "Yeah, right. You're as thin as a twig."

Amber rolled her eyes. She knew that he was right. She was as flat as a pancake. She hated it but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't put on any more weight. Something about her fast metabolism.

She managed to climb onto his back with some difficulty. She was sure not to put any pressure on her injured thigh.

Matty held onto her crutches with one arm and held the back of her leg with the other. Amber held onto his neck.

He walked through the forest with ease and Amber couldn't help but noticed how silent he was. His feet never seemed to come into contact with any fallen twigs. Amber guessed that it had something to do with height.

They reached Matty's car within a couple of minutes. It took them half the time to leave the forest as it did entering it.

Matty helped Amber into her sit and she enthusiastically buckled her seat belt. Matty got into the driver's seat and spared her glance.

"Someone's excited." He commented, laughing at her.

"Of course. I can paint again!" Amber exclaimed happily.

It wasn't the only reason Amber was happy. She was eager to see Alex again. She had tonnes of questions to ask him. That and she wanted to see him again.

"Yeah, that's the reason," Matty scoffed sarcastically.

He drove down to the ice cream parlour across the road from her house.

Amber loved the place. She always got free ice creams when she went with Annette or her father because her father was an old friend of the owner.

Matty helped her out once more and she hobbled into the parlour behind him. He picked them a table beside the window. Amber sank into the seat and stretched her aching legs out in front of her. Matty sat in the seat opposite her.

Amber grinned as Mr Grunner as he approached.

"Ah, Amber! I haven't seen you around here in a while," he said, smiling down at her.

"I know, Mr Grunner, I haven't really had time for ice cream lately," Amber replied, gesturing to her leg.

"What have you done to your leg?" He asked worriedly, eyeing her leg and crutches.

Amber shrugged and replied nonchalantly. "I stabbed myself with a paintbrush."

Mr Grunner gave her a smiled. "Still painting, are we?"

Amber opened her mouth to answer but was interrupted by a shrill voice.

"Andrew! Stop badgering the poor child!" Mrs Grunner scolded her husband as she approached them.

"Hi, Mrs Grunner, how are you?" Amber asked, greeting the woman politely.

"Very well, my dear," she replied, smiling kindly at both Amber and Matty. "How are your father and dear Annette?"

Amber pasted a smile onto her face. She could only think Annette sitting in her room, worrying over her baby.

"They're fine, thanks," she replied.

"Now, what can I get you kids?" She asked them.

Amber glanced at Matty who gave her and unhelpful wink. "Two scoops of cookie dough for the both of us."

"Any toppings?" She asked, scribbling their orders down on a notebook which had emerged from the pockets of her apron.

Amber glanced at Matty who has resting his chin on his fist, looking very bored.