Talk of The Town: A Tale of Two Cities

Chapter Four H is for Hazards Beware

Two Weeks Ago:

The Family room of the Austin Military Compound was grey and dull as, it really was no wonder as to why people despised this place. It was practically lifeless.

Well not completely lifeless for Harrison Andrews was seated in a seat looking rather bored. Well I guess military school is like that, but Harrison Andrews considered it to be rather boring. He found himself constantly wanting the life of an Upper East Side Guy back in New York City. Unfortunately Harrison Andrews was in Austin Texas. Far, far away from the lights of glints and glamour of Times Square.

The side door opened and in walked a middle aged man in a dark grey suit, the suit included a matching tie. Harrison looked up rather baffled by this man’s presence, well that would have to be because the man was Senator Andrews; Harrison’s father.

“You’ve made improvements!” Said Senator Andrews matter-fact like. Well this was certainly news to Harrison who was further baffled by his father’s opening statement. Harrison was more trying to get expelled then making alterations to his behaviour; possible to say he had gotten worst.

But maybe He had improved and hadn’t realized yet, well hey some leopards can change their strips. Just really was Harrison Andrews one of those leopards?

Harrison knew better then to smart answer back at his Father, rather stumped he continued to sit there and shut up.

“Yes you have made dramatic improvements to yourself; I think maybe you can come back to the City.”

“NYC?” finally Harrison uttered.

“Yes, today if possible!” said Senator Andrews heading back to the side door.

“Today!” Harrison repeated the word timid this was a major joke.

I do have to keep in mind Senator Andrews doesn’t joke, so although Harrison might think it was. A man who doesn’t joke seriously has motives to his sudden change on his Son’s behalf. The problem is can Harrison not be too thick to see something is fishy in this sea of swimming fish.

Present:

Harrison couldn’t help but look at Clara Main as her lips locked with Dean Tracey. It was spying yes, but he couldn’t help himself.

A million thoughts crushed through his mind in the same minute, this was all so unconventional. Yet at this very moment in time as people walked by in their Alexandra Elliot uniforms, it all seemed normal.

It was as Clara seemed to allow herself to melt into Dean’s arms that Harrison realised things had dramatically changed on the Upper East Side. It was not too hard to see they were a couple, and not just any couple but The It couple.

And when you’ve been away 2 years, well yeah things have so got to have a shakeup I am sorry to say Harrison.

He stepped away realising it was not His place to watch, a pain of guilt slicing his heart. But as He walked away He never saw the way Clara pushed Dean off her, or how she felt eyes had been watching her like a hawk all this time.

Harrison waited until the bell rang to finally try and talk to her, maybe She would be alone without Dean or some stuck up girl wanting to be like her.

As She passed Him he finally spoke, His deep voice breaking Her stride.

“Seems some things have changed around here? Or were my eyes deceiving me seeing you hook up in front of everyone with Dean Tracey?” 

Harrison couldn’t help but notice how her eyes turned on Him piercingly; He had forgotten how that blue gaze felt. So piercing and cold towards him, and yet so pretty set to such pale porcelain skin and strawberry blonde hair.

“Ah surprised I see!” said the guy.

Clara gulped in response, and Harrison couldn’t help but notice how her muscles tightened around the throat as she did so.

“Thought you got rid of me or something?” He asked, but she never replied.

“Guess we will be seeing more of each other once again dear C!” Harrison moved in to stroke Clara’s cheek; however Clara backed away and ran a mile.

It seems Harrison has become a Hazard for Clara; and as a Hazard you’re only there to cause a detour or trouble. And I really do get the feeling there is imposing explanation for Harrison’s cold welcome. But whatever the sinister thing is, H is for Hazard in Harrison’s case.