Chapter 4

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Days past withFlynn looking after me. I woke up once agin, scared. I thought I was back in the fruit cart and all I could see was the boys face - covered in blood and with an expression of horror and fright upon it.I had been having the same nightmare every night. I woke up almost screaming to find a try stretched across the bottom of my bed with a note attached to it. The note read:

Star

Here is some breakfast for you! How are you feeling and how’s your arm? I let you sleep and am out looking at the island.

Please meet me at the Arona Dinner at 12:30 for lunch.

From Flynn

I felt so bad that I hadn’t thanked Flynn for what he had done for me. I mean not many travellers would help a wounded girl, take her off the street into their four star hotel and arranged food for me.

On the tray was a plate and on the plate was a face made of fried eggs for eyes, a piece of bacon for a nose and a hash brown for a smiley mouth. It looked very childish yet it still made me feel better and it still put a smile on my face. Meet him at the Arona Dinner? Was this some sort of date? It couldn’t be I have only known him for a couple of hours. So I got changed back into my own clothes, which I knottiest where newly washed and folded as I walked out of the suit.

I went over to the wardrobe and opened it. I thought I was dreaming, but the wardrobe was half full of boy clothes and half full of boy clothes. I ashoomed the boy clothes were Flynns, but had he gone and brought all the other clothes for me? There was another note attached to the  glass mirror on the inside of the door of the wardrobe. It read:

Star, I figured you wouldn't want to walk around town in your pajamas, so I brought you some clothes. See you at the cafe! from Flynn

This made me feel so special. Looked through all the designer outfits. There was: skirts, shirts, dresses, shorts, jeans every tipe of clothes you could imagine. I grabbed a pink mini skirt and a black short straped t-shirt. I grabbed a spear key to the hotel and my sunlight braclet then ran out of the room locking the door behind me to go to the cafe to meet Flynn.

I have no idea how or what he did. But I was walking across the lobby when the women behind the desk shouted my name and started running over to me waving her arms above her head. She looked very posh in her grand uniform.

“Your new key card, miss!” She planted in a bit of a snotty voice as she passed over a laminated piece of card with mine and Flynn’s room number on it.

“Umm... Thank you!” I said with another nod. Why do I keep nodding? I guess I am in shock after what happened the night before.

I took the card and ran out through the swirling door at the front of the hotel and onto the soft sand of the beach.

I have no idea why, but the beach is my favourite place. It might be the soft, yellow sand or the colourful shells or the calm, soft, blue, waves!? All I know is that when I am upset with Storm or Aidan or even if I’m mad with myself I used to come here and just sit on the beach watching the sunset and Storm would come and find me to make things all ok!

Oh my gosh Storm! She must be freaking out. I left her with no note in the middle of the night without a word. She must be freaking out.

"I must forget about Storm" I thought to myself. "I must think of Flynn!" I blocked off all of the thoughts of Storm and walked over to the cafe at the center of town.

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