Ambrosia

This Ships Slowly Going Down

"Ambrosia!"

"No!" I yelled, pushing against the door.

"Amb c'mon. Open the door!" Thomas yelled, pushing against me.

"No! Go away!"

"As if I'd do that!"

I didn't waste energy responding, just held my side of the door.

"Ambrosia!"

Thomas pushed against the door and I skidded a few feet back.

I gritted my teeth and pushed harder, only to slide back a few more feet.

"Abandon ship! Abandon ship!" I yelled, letting go of the door and racing to stand behind my bed.

"Abandon ship? Really, that's all you got?" Thomas said, his arms wide to catch me.

"Caught your attention didn't it?" I shrugged.

"I suppose it did," Thomas laughed.

I snagged a pillow off my bed and held it to my chest defensively.

"Come at me Golden Boy," I smirked.

"You're seriously calling me that?"

Thomas lowered his arms for a second and I jumped on the bed, thrusting the pillow towards Thomas.

He reflexively grabbed the pillow and I dashed past hIm, towards the open door.

"Freedom! This ship is no longer sinking!" I cried.

"Not so fast princess!"

Hands suddenly grabbed my waist and threw me backwards, onto the bed.

I squealed and flailed, protesting as I landed on the bed.

"You ready to admit defeat sailor?" Thomas smirked.

I glared up at him. "No."

"Ok then." Thomas leaned down to kiss me and I used this as an opportunity to dash under his arm.

I stood behind him and kicked his backside.

He stumbled for a second and landed on the bed.

"Eat that Golden Boy," I sneered.

Thomas stood up slowly and turned to me.

"Ok ok, you win," he smiled.

"Damn right I do."

I smiled in triumph until he tackled me in a hug and tickled me until I was in fits of giggles.

"I do believe you've drowned sailor," Thomas said, standing up.

"Aww come off it. You don't look handsome when your sitting on your high horse," I grumbled, standing up.

Thomas laughed and wrapped his arm around my waist, kissing my forehead.

"I'll give you this round sailor. Even if you didn't win," he laughed.

I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and smiled at the picture sitting on my desk.

It was of me and Thomas standing in the rain, his arms holding me. He was leaning down and kissing my forehead.

Thomas opened my door and walked in, wrapping his arms around my shoulders and neck slightly.

He kissed my cheek and stared at the picture.

"That was so long ago," Thomas murmured.

"It was only five years ago," I smiled, looking up at him.

"You remember then?" He asked.

I smiled back at the picture.

"Not all my memories are gone Thomas. Just the important ones."

We have officially hit chapter ten! Squeal! So happy guys...this book has been nagging at me for a week and every day is a struggle to get a new chapter...but it's so worth it. Comment! Don't be a quiet reader! See ya loony bins in the next chapter of Ambrosia!