AuthorsNote: Jessica and I are sorry for not updating sooner. We both have been busy with school and personal stuff and updating our own stories. But we are trying our best and we hope you like our story so far :).This chapter will be in the
p.o.v. of Irene. You will learn more about her personality and Gideon's life. Enjoy!
Chapter 6- Irene
The ride to Gideon's house was quiet, expect for the magestic song Iris by the Goo Goo Dolls playing in the background. I was shocked when he let me pick the music, considering that this song didn't seem like it was his taste.
" Are you alright princess?"
I didn't answer. Because honselty I wasn't sure.
Gideon let out a soft sigh.
" Look if its about taking your dress..."
I held up my hands, telling him to stop.
" I'd rather not talk about it."
I never been more embarrassed and vulnerable in my life than that moment. I tried to tell him that I had another green shirt in my bag that he could borrow, but he said that would take to long and the next thing I knew.
Rip!
My favoirte green dress was dust and tattered. Oh well, I can always get another one.
" Why are you so quiet princess?"
I looked over at him, his churning blue eyes telling me that he really wanted to know.
I shrugged. " I just don't have anything to say."
It was partly true. I didn't tell him the whole truth. That he made me nervous, and that I was normally quiet around people I don't know.
" Why don't I believe you?"
" What you believe is your choice." There's nothing I can do about it.
He nodded slowly then turned his attention back to the road.
What's the matter with me! If I keep this up I will be an absolute train wreck when I go off on my own next year.
We drove for about another fifteen mintues until we arrived in an area of town I was not familar with.
" Ummm," Gideon nervoulsy hummed, " I should probally warn you that my home might not meet your expectatons."
" Whats that suppose to mean?"
" You will see."
We took a couple of turns for a few blocks until Gideon pulled up next to a one level house with chipped tan paint, a rickety wood porch, and brown tiled roof where part of the tile was missing.
" Welcome to the Hall home," he announced drily while shutting off the ignition, " Come on."
I got out of the car and was careful on the whole walk up the steps. Someone could get hurt if they made a wrong move.
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