Melting Snow // Coriolanus Snow

fourteen: The phone

"Here you can use this phone, the number is in the diary under Plinth's old house #13." Coriolanus said while pointing toward the phone and the diary that was next to it. Alara tilt her head up and look at the boy.

"House #13?" she questioned and Coriolanus sighed "It is what it sound as. They have many properties around, and they are numbered. The one you lived at is numbered 13." Alara couldn't help the way her eyes widened in fascination and awe "How many have they got?"

Coriolanus chuckled at her questioned and answered "Well including all the new ones and old, approximately 43 that are registered. And many others which aren't legal or register to save taxes or what ever the rich man problems are"

Alara only blinked, her eyes went at the poor broken looking phone and then she looked back at Coriolanus, her head tilted up because of the fact that he was tall. They stared at each other for a second, second which turned into a minute.

They did nothing but stared at each other, simply gazed at each other. Coriolanus noticed her face, he noticed the way her brows were fuller, her eyes were brown and they were glazed like honey, her nose had a small bump on the bridge, her cheeks bones higher and hollowed, her lips were as if they had double line on them, as if they were carved by angels with perfection in their mind.

And she looked at him, his blue eyes staring deep inn her souls scaring the shit out of her, looking as if they were thirsty for the blood that rushed through her veins, his nose perfect, his face perfect, his jaw perfect, his lips extremely perfect and juicy looking.

Alara couldn't tell if it was her moving, if it was Coriolanus moving or just the earth under their feet shrinking but she was certain that the distance between them was getting closer and closer and closer and closer

"CORIOLANUS!" Interrupted Tigris voice before she showed up standing in the hallway with rolls of fabrics in her hand, scissor stuck in her hair, a measuring tape around her neck. "Do you thin-" she tilt her head up and went silent, her eyes took in the both people standing around the phone, and she raised her brow "Did i interrupted anything?" She wondered, and before Alara could even blink, Coriolanus walked in Tigris direction, took the poor girl by her arm and dragged her away to other part of house.

Alara stood there for a second, blinking and trying to go over on what the hell just happen. but she ignored it, she was probably feeling dizzy, yes that why she was falling forward, is what she thought to herself.

Not wanting to delay calling her brother anymore, adn seeing that it was 8:30 and she was already late, she picked up the phone and the diary, and call the number which was written under Plinth's old house #13.

The phone rang for few seconds before someone on the other side picked it up. "Hello" Alara said, for a few second there were silence on the phone until Alara scrunched her eyes and groaned when she heard Victor yelled out loud in the phone to her and to tell other too, his words being "ALARA IS ON THE PHONE!"

There were few noises, as if people were killing each other to reach the phone first, but Alara didn't questioned it and waited patiently until she heard a very calm voice of her brother, Egan Cyril, who said "Unless you are calling me to tell of this amazing invention Coriolanus have in which you can teleport using telephones, and that you going to be here in next 10 seconds; don't bother"

Alara was silence for a few seconds. "Well?" Egan asked and Alara shrugged her shoulder, not that Egan could see it and whispered "Even if there is technology to teleport through telephones, I am sure that Coriolanus don't have it because" she was silent, not knowing how to say

"BECAUSE?" egan asked again with intensity. Alara wanted to tell the truth so bad about how poor Coriolanus is, but that boy present himself as rich and if he trust her enough to brought her to his humble abode, then she won't go around airing his dirty laundry, at least not over the telephones.