With the world frozen; the blossom tree outside loses it's life as I lay on the moist ground, letting air rush over my body. This is the beginning of the end. I sit up feeling the wind pick up. The clouds have a silver lining to them. A storm is supposed to blow over, instead I believe it took a different turn. My mom sits under the awning. My dad walks out on the awning yelling fowl words, screaming at my mother. They walk inside screaming by all means necessary. Down the street I hear a faint yell of my name. The British boy that just moved to America. He cried out again. "Yes Alex?" I raise an eyebrow at the silver lined clouds. With every intention he walks over smiling, "I want to take you somewhere" he says standing over my head "right now" I question his statement. "Come with me" before I say a word he picks me up and puts me over his shoulder "woah handsy much?" I say sarcastically "look this is my special place" he says fixing me up on his shoulder "you could just put me down" I smile, he shrugs "then it won't really be a special place would it?" He questions.
With the road getting shorter and the grass getting taller I begin to get concerned "Alex? Where exactly are you taking me?" I ask with slight concern in my voice "again it's special" he finally sets me down. He cups my face with his hand "don't worry you'll be fine" he brushes his thumb over my cheek. My cheeks get hotter. Alex is something else. He is perfect. I know he is. I smile as I brush his had off of my face "there's a storm rolling in, didn't you look at the sky" I ask alex. He looks up at the sky and blinks a few times, then he looks at me and shrugs. I dream about Alex. Whenever I'm lost he comes to my mind. It seems he's all I want in my life. I doze off and find alex snapping his fingers. "Come on!" He smiles waving his hand over to what looks like an abandoned house. It's shape is beautiful. "I've been working on this for awhile now. She's what I enjoy" he flashes a smile at me "it's amazing" I say blinking a few times. "But I enjoy you better" he whispers in my ear. My jaw drops wide open, I snap it shut before I catch flies "uhm you mean this is why you took me here" he smiles a white smile "actually no, let me show you why I actually brought you here" he grabs my hand and tugs me to the front door. I take my hand back slowly and run my hand over the the rock wall. "Now come inside if you love the outside you'll love the inside" Alex leads me into the doorway inside the walls are painted white. The house is filled with color and joy. More of what a fancy person would choose to live like. The house smells like a mans cologne it smells good. Comforting. Inside there's a woven hanging chair with a white cushion and a red pillow. In front of it is a table with a hibiscus in the middle of it the couch is a black leather covered with white and red pillows. The floor is a dark cherry wood, it fits and matches the living room. "Don't be fooled the bathroom and bedroom are so much better." He smiles with his hand clasped on my shoulder. "Shall we?" He holds his hand out for me to grab "so is this yours?" I ask "no, this" he smiles and takes a breath "is ours." My heart skips a beat. My thoughts go blank as I stare at Alex frozen. "I... I can't Alex" I stutter Alex looks at me "why not?" He demands "my parents" I say looking at my feet "Jenna you're 18" he says grasping my face in his hands. Alex eyes look deep into my eyes, "maybe the rest of the house will satisfy you" he says showing me to the master bedroom outside you can hear the water droplets hit the house. The bedroom is a royal blue the lights are dimmed against the wall. The bed is huge, it's no bigger nor' smaller than a California Queen. "But wait" Alex points to a closed door. "This is the master bathroom" the bathroom is big. The shower is glass, the glass door swings open, the vanity is a cherry wood color there are two sinks both beautiful. It's dimmed in the bathroom as well the tub looks like a hot tub, it has jets on the side of it, and the water gets hot, candles are lit throughout the house. I sit down on the bed "Alex... This is truly amazing" I say "but..." Alex cuts me off "But you can" he walks over and cups my face more passionate this time and kisses me. He kisses me for what feels like forever, he leans me back onto the bed slowly with him "this is ours" he says lacing our fingers together. He lays to my side "I want you to be mine, Jenna" he says.
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The Frozen Dreamer
FantasyThe girl who sees a passion for the British boy who just moved to America, they've become good friends and soon something more.