Chapter 1 Away from home
The girl sitting on top of the boulders name was Mika. Her legs were bent upwards, with both arms holding them tightly near her, so that her head rested just between her knees. There was a gentle, but fiercely angry frown fixed upon her face and at regular intervals she let out frustrated sighs.
She began to slowly get down from the rock and then changed her mind, returning to her rigid position. She wasn’t ready to go home and face the fire. Her parents had been fighting again when she stormed out. They had been shouting right in front of her as if she didn’t matter at all.
“Mika,” she turned around to see Tim, one of the boys from school, coming towards her. When he reached the foot of the boulder, he grinned sheepishly up at her and said, “I didn’t know that you were into walking.”
“I’m not” she huffed.
“Well, this is quite far from the edge of town,” he responded in the same light tone.
“Really,” she said sarcastically, “I didn’t notice as I marched this way!”
He looked down at the ground, and after a while said, in a rather rejected manner, “Sorry, I didn’t realize that you didn’t want company.” She turned back as he slowly began to walk away, but twenty seconds later a pang of guilt hit her. Leaping off the rock, she ran to catch up with him.
“So you’re into walking,” she panted when she finally reached him.
“Yeah,” he responded, a huge ecstatic smile, forming on his face, “Are you going this way?”
“Right now I’m going any direction that doesn’t lead home!” she said. They walked in silence for a while. Eventually plucking up the courage, Tim asked, “What was wrong?”
“What,” she responded sharply..
“You seemed upset,” he added not catching her tone of voice
“Well, why don’t I just summarize it for you,” she muttered hotly, “two days ago my mum and I found out that my dad had another wife and child. A totally other family. She was in the process of kicking him out when I left!”
He had stopped walking and was looking down at the ground again, “look, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.” He said. Then, looking back up at her, he added “maybe its time that we went back.” It was her turn to look down.
“I really don’t want to go home,” she muttered, “ you can go if you want.”
“You know,” he added as an after thought, “civilization begins after those trees, I know a café if you want to grab a drink.”
She smiled at him and replied, “Thanks that’s just what I need.”
The café that he had described was small and fairly plain. After they had chosen a place to sit, a waitress came and took their order; a milkshake for Mica and a coke for Tim.
“You’re very distant,” he said when they had received their drinks, “you don’t really talk to anyone at school.”
“Is that why you’re talking to me,” she responded smirking, “cause I’m interesting.”
“No actually its because I thought I’d found some one with a similar interest.” He replied looking up at her, “you’re very pretty, you know.” She blushed and turned away to look out the window. After a while he added, “Mika, how old are you?”
“15, why?”
“You don’t look it”
“What age do I look?” She said laughing, “12?”
“No. Older. Like my age.” He was looking directly at her now, so that she couldn’t urn away from his gaze.
“How old are you?”
“17.”
“Then I’ll take it as a compliment,” she flicked her hair over her shoulder and laughed.
The sun was setting when they finally left the café. Tim had offered to walk her home, so they set of laughing and chatting as though they had been friends forever
“Here we are,” she said turning on to the drive leading up to her house. “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome,” he responded before turning to leave.
When she opened the front door, her parents were standing opposite in the kitchen, throwing verbal daggers at each other.
“Right where I left you,” She muttered under her breath and then stormed up to her room, slamming the door behind her.
This is a mixture of romance and drama.It is my first attempt at romance, so I hope you like it!
I thought it was good, a little bit more description might be nice. Like when they are at the boulder you might want to describe their suroundings. And when he tells her she's beautiful, you could add specifics. You don't have too, but it would help the reader. I like more descriptive writing, but this is good. I can't wait for the next chapter! Writergirl
