One Heart

Chapter 1

Welcome to New Jersey...

Mr Bert: Hey Cecily!!! Wake up! It's morning and we're in New Jersey. *as he drives his Hyundai i30 hatchback car with a 10ft moving truck behind him*
Cecily is a very gorgeous Latina teenage girl. Her amazing dark hair is poker-straight and always pulled back into a perfect ponytail. She has forever young ocean blue eyes. She has the most stunning and striking skin. The curves on her body are so feminine and sophisticated that her silhouette could be compared to a dollar sign.
Cecily: Are you sure dad? *she opens her eyes*
Carl: I don't know what I'm doing with a twin sister
Cecily: Arghhhhh why're you even here again?? *she rolls her eyes*
Carl: Coming from a girl that sleeps like grandma's pig
Cecily: I'll get you someday!
Carl: Yeah, whatever. It's just mom I pity though, she has to raise you *he laughs in a deafening tone*
Mrs Freya: Carl! Stop picking on your sister!
*a sonorous noise is made and Claudia, their ten year old sister unceremoniously wakes up to the scene*
Claudia: Morning folks! And when I say folks I mean mom and dad
Cecily: I think you're forgetting something
Carl: I thiNk yOu're fOrgettiNg soMethiNg *trying to mimic her with an infuriating face*
Mrs Freya: CARL!!!
Carl: Sorry MUM *he laughs*
Mr Bert: Okay now guys, welcome to Garfield Avenue! *he exclaims in a dramatic voice*
Carl: Yeah! I can't wait to go to my school
Cecily: Omg me too!
Claudia: Mom! Dad! They finally agreed on something *she smiles broadly*
They all laugh as Mr Bert approached the driveway of their new house. The house looks new, very new. It looked like it had been finished last week. From the outside, the house looks gorgeous. It has been built with yellow bricks and has walnut wood decorations. The windows are huge and evidently inspired by something truly artistic. The house itself is surrounded by a modest, childsafe garden covered mostly in grass as Mrs Freya considers herself an amazing farmer and a true lover of nature. The moving truck unloads their boxes (which are about 40) at the front yard pavement of the house and drives off.
Inside the house...
Cecily: *carrying boxes of packed stuff from their old house* Dad, our boxes are too heavy and they're literally so much you know. Can I get someone to help us out?
Mr Bert: Sure, we certainly need help. *looking at all the boxes*
Cecily, originally just needing some alone time and air, walks down the neighborhood almost lost, continuously thinking about starting a new life and having a new personality as she unconsciously hits a person. Next thing she sees is a beautiful face, well defined. He has tousled dark brown hair, his eyes looks like a spellbinding deep ocean blue. He's a fair few inches taller than her, he's slim, muscular, with a perfect symmetrical face. He has an African heritage that shows in his features and body type. Before she could realize herself and turn away with shyness, a genuine grin spread across his face. In that moment, Cecily felt her body flushing warm.
Cecily: I'm so so sorry about that
Dwight: Oh no, that's not a problem. I saw you walking alone and I decided to say hi but I guess you were... should I say, lost in your thoughts?
*she laughs* I'm Dwight and I'm guessing you're new here
Cecily: Yes. I just moved here. Well, with my family *trying so hard not to fumble*
Dwight: Then what are you doing here all alone? If I may ask
Cecily: Oh yeah! We've got loads of boxes to move in and I...
Dwight: *he cuts her* Cool, can I help?
Cecily: Yeah sure, we could use some help *smiling ravishingly*
Dwight: Can I at least know the name of who I'm about to help out?
Cecily: I'm Cecily. Cecily Cristóbal
Dwight: Wow *smiling unconditionally at her*
Cecily: *trying to distract him* I'll... show you where the house is.
Back at Cecily's house...
Dwight reaches for the doorknob and opens the door.
Mrs Freya: *approaching them* Oh darling I almost started looking for you and who is this young man?
Cecily: Mom, this is Dwight. I saw him outside and he offered to help us out with our boxes.
Mrs Freya: Oh Dwight dear I'm so sorry. Where are your manners Cecily? You can't just pick up anybody to help you
Dwight: No, it's not a problem Mrs Cristóbal. I offered to help.
Mr Bert: *walking towards them* Oh Cecily, you found someone haha
Mrs Freya: Um... darling we need you in the kitchen right away!
Cecily: Why? *confused*
Mrs Freya: To do that thing
Cecily: What thing Mom? *looking really bewildered*
Freya slightly touches Bert.
Mr Bert: Yes! That thing.
Cecily: Okay. Uhm... Dwight, I'll be right back.
In the kitchen...
Mrs Freya: Cecily!!!
Cecily: what???
Mrs Freya: I do not want to believe you have forgotten the main reason we left Philadelphia
Cecily: Mom but...
Mr Bert: *interrupts her* no but's darling, listen to your mother
Cecily: Dwight is not Horace
Mrs Freya: Look closely at him Cecily, they're all the same. We're your parents and we know what's best for you. They're all after you with one motive darling
Cecily: I don't want to hear one more thing! *she runs out*
Dwight: Hey, what happened in there? Are you okay?
Cecily: Please leave
Dwight: I don't understand...
Cecily: I said leave!!! Now!!!
Dwight: Okay okay fine! I'll leave. But whatever it was, I'm sorry.
He leaves as Cecily runs upstairs to the bathroom and Freya follows her
Mrs Freya: Mia *as they often call her*
Cecily: Go away
Mrs Freya: I'm sorry, Okay?
Cecily: Sorry for trying to ruin my life everytime?
Mrs Freya: I was only trying to help you
Cecily: Does this mean I'll never love again? I'm not allowed to make decisions that'll affect me emotionally? Does it?
Mrs Freya: Don't say that Mia, you can do whatever you want. Just don't forget what happened to you the last time
Cecily: For heaven's sake it happened to me! If anyone should be scared, it should me be Mom!
Mrs Freya: Okay, I understand. I'm sorry.
Cecily: Thank you *as she opens the bathroom door and warmly hugs Freya*
Cecily goes outside and finds Dwight sitting on one of the boxes.
Dwight: Oh hey there. I couldn't leave you that way. I was going to wait for hours if I had to. *approaching her* what happened?
Cecily: It was nothing. My parents are a bit too protective
Dwight: Wow
Cecily: Yeah I know, Wow
Dwight: No. I thought something was actually wrong. I mean you kicked me out of your house while crying
Cecily: lets just say I'm a bit too sensitive
Dwight: You're better now right?
Cecily: Sure.
It was silent and this close to him, she could see the streaks of silver in his eyes. His lips looked so attractive and captivating. Dwight is so inviting to look at and so tempting to flirt with, she thought. He stared so deep into her eyes that she couldn't help but blush. Dwight looked like he wanted to eat her up as if she was a cupcake at that moment and Cecily, wanted to feel how his lips move in a kiss and how his hands will follow the curves of her body.
Dwight: *breaking the silence and not seeming too forward* Well, there's a spot downtown and I was wondering if you'd like to have dinner with me sometime?
Cecily: *smiling with so much excitement* Are you asking me out on a date?
Dwight: I'm afraid I am *running his fingers through his tousled dark hair with a smirk on his face knowing fully well that Cecily is fascinated by his smile*
Cecily: I don't think I can go on a date with you
Dwight: why not?
Cecily: I don't know, I just moved here and I'm trying to get my life together you know...
Dwight: Okay, I understand. But let's say you change your mind? Here's my number
Cecily: *pulls out her phone and hands it over to him for his phone number* I'll call you if perhaps I change my mind.
Dwight: Okay.
Another silent moment as Dwight looked at her as if God had molded her just to spoil his eyes.
Cecily: You should leave now. *she smiled*
Dwight: See you around?
Cecily: Sure
She watched Dwight leave. Cecily could not stop gazing. She watched him move, there was something about him if anything is more fitter looking than she expected combined with gentleness that made her heart reach out. It was indeed, Love at first sight.