The Cliff

Chapter 2

There I stood outside the house. The house was picturesque. It looks as if it came out of a painting. It was huge, I wonder what these people do for a living because I felt like I was dreaming. My father had already gone in and was talking to her. I just stood there in my shorts and a tank top. Looking like an idiot and I was drooling over a house. I was going to be living with strangers for eight months. People who knew nothing about me. It wasn't like my dad to pull something like this. There was something I wasn't being told.

"Elianna, where are your manners? Come and say hey to Marla Easton."

There stood a beautiful lady. She was a bit tall, and petite, had chocolate brown eyes, and her hair was brown just like her eyes. She was wearing an elegant flowing red dress with flats. Her hair was curled a bit. She couldn't be any more than forty but she could pass more a lot younger. She looked familiar as if I met her before.

"Good evening Ms. Easton. You look gorgeous and may I say your home looks amazing."

"Your too kind, my youngest son will show you to your room while I discuss matters with your father."

Not minute later a boy with dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and dressed in pajamas. He couldn't be any more than eleven years old. His hair was all messy as if he had just woken up. I'm not surprised though I would be in bed right now just waking up myself. He gave me a pleasant smile.

"Hello, I am Christopher Easton."

"Hey, I am Elianna Alavon."

"Come on, let's go upstairs but be quiet I don't want to wake up my brother."

I followed him up the stairs, and we walked down the hall. He opened the door and walked in.

"This is your room."

I looked around there was a queen size bed in the middle. The walls were dark gray. There was a beautiful bay window. That was the first thing you notice when you walk in. That was the center of attention. I knew right there and then that I was going to be spending a lot of time there.

"There are only three rooms up here. My room, my brother's room, and yours." I looked back at him. Total forgetting that he was in this room.

"And your parents? Where is their room?"

"My mom's room is downstairs."

"What about your dad?"

"We don't talk about it"

He walked out right out and slammed the door shut. Self to note don't bring up the dad. I put down my book bag and my suitcase. I just sat on my bed, and my mind was empty. Right at this moment, nothing was going on. I didn't have to worry about anything. My dad was bringing up the rest of my stuff. I would help if I wasn't so tired. I laid down and got comfortable. I instantly closed my eyes and drift off to deep sleep.

I woke up and looked around it wasn't a dream I was here. I felt a soft blanket on my body. So soft it felt exactly like the blanket my friend got me. Though that was impossible because the small store back in San Francisco shut down a year ago. There wasn't enough business to keep it open. He and I always went in there to say hey to the lovely couple who owned the store. We always joked that would be us one day. Deep down we both knew that we wanted that to happen.

I got up from my bed and notice all the boxes I had to unpack. Unpacking wasn't my favorite thing to do, but it had to be done. I walked right out of my room and walked down the stairs. I continue walking until I reached the kitchen. There was a note on the counter saying there was food in the microwave and that she be home soon. I started the microwave and I played some music. I seamlessly moved my hips to the beat of the music and sang the words so gently.

Beep Beep. I grabbed the plate of food and sat on the stool. I didn't realize how hungry I was. My dad wasn't kidding when she said she can cook. This food was amazing. It probably would've been better when it was first made. I finished eating and walked out the door. I got into my car and press the button. So the roof of my car went down. I drove out of the driveway and drove off.

To where I had no idea but the night is young. So I raised my music high, and I felt the breeze against my skin. It gave me goosebumps. I didn't mind, though, I felt like me at this moment. Didn't matter where I was as long as I had my car, music, and it was night. As I'm driving, I notice the beautiful beach. I stop the car and grabbed my bookbag. I took off my shoes and felt the cold sand touch my feet. I dropped my shoes and threw my bookbag.

I pulled out the blanket from the other night and placed it on the sand. I put the backpack down and sat down. I pulled out a blunt out of my book bag. I put the blunt against my dry cold lips and started it with my lighter. I played music on my phone very loudly. I was at the moment. I didn't know what time it was and I had no idea where I was. I didn't care though this wanted I wanted right? When I asked to be in an unknown place and learn new things. This is not what I expected. What could I do, though? I was stuck here for the next eight months.

I probably smoked two blunts already on my third before someone showed up and sat with me. I couldn't tell who it was, though. It was dark, and I was trying to make out his face but I was too messed up. He looked kinda cute, though.

"Hey, What are you doing here at two in the morning?"

" I could ask you the same thing, stranger."

"Stranger, you don't remember me?"

He took the blunt from his hands and smoked it. I didn't even care.

"Am I supposed to? Don't you see how messed up I am?

I lay my head on his legs as he plays with my hair. We talked and joked around for probably an hour or so. We talked about life and our problems. I didn't know this person but it was like I did. I was so comfortable around them If I was meeting an old friend. It was the weed that was messing with me now. I sat in between his legs and his muscled arms gently wrapped around my waist. My head was against his chest, and he puts his chin in between my neck and my shoulder. We merely stared at the ocean in this comfortable silence. I was starting to doze off but heard one thing before I did.

"It's a good thing you don't. Beautiful because it would ruin the memorable moment."

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Who do you think this mysterious guy is? Comment on who you think the person is.

I'm trying to make these chapters longer but it has been hard. The story gets more exciting just keep reading and give it a try you won't regret it.
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