Trying Again

Chapter Twenty-Four

SR:

"Well I'm Celina, Celina Hope Summers." , I smiled at both Charlotte and Storm. Storm, I like that name. I said in my brain as I chuckled a little.

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My parents left with the Jones for a tour around this town and they think it would be a great idea to leave Charlotte, Chris, Storm and me all alone at the house to 'socialise' or something simliar to that. Chris got into his zone and was flirting with Charlotte like his life depended on it, and I don't really think she minds it actually. They both seem to have alot of things to talk about.

But as for me, I got hungry. Whenever I would complain that I'm hungry, my cousin Abigail would go 'Since when you're not hungry?' , she does have a point. Mmm..point..sharp..edges..cheessseeeee..yup! I want cheese! I walked quickly into the kitchen to get some cheese and I couldn't find any. Oh bummer. Oh fine, since I can't eat, might as well watch tv.

I walked out of the kitchen to find Chris and Charlotte both chatting there. I hate to be a disturb. Ok fine, I'll go outside then. Maybe even find Ken. I want to ride! I went out to the porch and breathed in that fresh air. I do love nature. After I was pleased with my intake of fresh air, I started to look around to find horses. Nop, there was no horses here, but my eyes caught sight of Storm sitting on a bench outside my house, thinking about something. He seems to be in quite a debate with himself as his eyebrows were pressed together and he was tapping his foot on the ground repeatedly. It probably isn't the best thing to disturb him, but hey, he's my neighbour, if he's bothered with something and just wants to pour it out to someone, I'm always there to listen. Oh wait, I should be telling him that, not to myself.

Storm cleared his throat, and I managed to stop myself from beggining a fight with myself again. "Err..is there a problem?" Storm said in all his glory and his deep voice, its deep like a normal cowboy's voice, but yet he doesnt have the accent. Which is a little weird because Charlotte didn't get Susai's accent too.

I walked towards the bench Storm was sitting on and awkwardly sat down beside him. I kept quiet and I could tell he's not really comfortable with awkward silence as he was playing with his fingers and looking around very quickly like he was finding a subject we could talk about, but suddenly I had the urge to say.."Hey you got any cheese on you?". Immediately Storm burst into hysterics. Wait. What's so funny?? I waved my hands at every direction possible to get the attention from that body that was laying down on the floor clutching his sides. What did I say?? I just wanted cheese.

After a good five minutes, he finally calmed down. He got up and gave me a hug. I fit perfectly within his grasp while his hands easily find a comfortable spot around my waist. I felt Storm leaned in to my ears and whispered "Thank you, my angel". His words sent shivers down my spine, but I stopped myself before I could really shiver, it would make me seem so weak!! Like he's got control over me. Nuh uh. He has no control over me. Nop! Impossible! But, those words, I felt my knees go all weak when he said that. My Angel. Such a beautiful word. But then I got curious, "Wait, why are you thanking me?", I asked as I reluctantly pulled away from his hug just far enough so I could see his face. I even tilted my head to aside just to let him know that I am really curious.

 He pulled away fully this time an looked up to the sky, "Its nothing. Just thought of something."

 I was about to ask him what he meant when this beautiful beautiful beautiful white horse was gallopping across the open fields. I ignored Storm and went further in front to have a good look at that marvelous creation. All a sudden, it stopped and looked over to where I am standing at and I was shocked when it came running towards me. I couldn't move, normally I would. But this time, I just can't. Everything was in slow motion, that white horse charging over to me, Storm's voice yelling softly behind me and then when everything got back to normal speed, Storm grabbed me by my arm and pulled me towards him. It seems really cliche, but we actually were spinning around while in each other's arms. When he and I both extended our legs out, the same way tango dancers do, I can tell that he's a dancer. Maybe for about 6 years or so. I'll try to get him to tell me about that soon.