kyra pov
another day. Another piss take. Argh! I didnt bother texting blue as I knew she wouldnt be up yet. Lazy git.
“kyra! Post!”
“coming mum!” lovely. Wait a second “its sunday! No one gets post on a sunday!” “just come down kyra!”
I moaned to myself as I swung my legs over the side of my single bed. I yawned carelessly and was greeted by something on my lap.
“hey jasper!” I scratched under his ear whilst he leant on my hand more, which then resorted to him leaning on me with his full body weight. He was a gorgeous saluki cross at about 1 year 6 months he was still in his prime, so to speak. We rescued him at 10 months and hes come such a way since, lets just say he is full of character. “come on then mr, wanna go out?!” his response was typical. A deafening bark. “thankyou!” I shouted over his now excited yaps.
On the kitchen side sat an official looking letter with ‘airmail’ stamped on the front. I twisted it through my fingers with a confused look on my face “airmail?” I spoke aloud, I looked up at my mum who just shrugged. I ripped the seal off the envelope being careful as to not damage the contents inside.
I pulled out a folded piece of line paper addressed ‘krya blackwater’, two plane tickets also fell out of the envelope I picked them back up off the side and studied them carefully:
kyra blackwater
depart from gatwick airport at : 13:30pm
arrive at dallas for worth airport at approx: 12:00pm local time flight number: 419
date to leave: 16/7/11
date to return: 31/7/11
“thats tommorow!” I shouted, I then realised I hadn’t read the lined piece of paper which I was still holding.
Kyra,
thought these may be of use after our phone call yesterday, I think the mini holiday would be do you some good...
hope to see you tommorow.
Carmen x
I handed the note to my mum who read it over and over “well I guess you better get packing” she said with a smile of dismissal
“but...” I argued
“go!”
“ill do it later, im going yard”
“what...”
“dunno, ill let you know” she didn’t respond as I had already left.
I perched myself on the top bar of the old metal gate which overlooked the grazing fields, it was where I always went when I needed to think and right now I had a lot to think about. I noticed keano starting to head over to me but took off as something behind me startled him.
“kyra..” serious voice. Serious tone equals a serious person.
I sighed heavily and muttered “what do you want lucas” “hmmm maybe I should consider my answer if your gonna put it that way” I groaned at his response. I turned around to see him casually leaning on the fallen tree behind me.
He stood there in plain dark jeans accompanied with a loose fitting ed hardy t-shirt, his choice of clothes never complimented his shaggy hairstlye and his hard brown eyes
“whatever it is make it quick I have a lot of things to do today” “ooo... haven’t you got brave” he mocked
“theres nothing to be brave about. Lucas” I dragged out the s for more of an effect, he raised his eyebrow in response
“now now, dont get cocky” he spoke with a smile growing on his smug face. I rolled my eyes purposely so he could see. He shook his head again and walked towards me “now...where were we?”
“you were just leaving” I said confidently as I pushed passed him, I felt his hand grab my arm causing me to swing round facing him.
“don’t be so rude kyra, I only just go here”
I heard the familiar rev of an engine behind me, I turned as far as I could to see an angry blue stepping out of her mothers subaru
“I think its time you left” she stormed over ripping me from his grasp as I brushed passed blue I wispered “keano” she nodded in response and I headed up to the yard.
YOU ARE READING
The Yard.
FantasyIf something unknown came to you with the intention of help. Would you realise it's intentions or ignore its existence all together. Sometimes to face what lies in the future you got to look at your past. Will it sink...