Secret of the Cave

Chapter Two : Tresspassing

I awake to the smell of breakfast on my bedside dresser with a note from dad "I know it's summer but I don't want you laying around all day , write a story for me?" He knows I haven't written not a single word since .. since mom passed. Maybe I should try? I mean this town can't be that boring. I quickly eat breakfast then head for the shower. I walk over to my closet trying to find an outfit. I really need to go shopping. I have nothing for this weather. Skirts , spaghetti straps , crop tops , dresses is basically my whole wardrobe. I pull out these jeans nana had bought me last Christmas , I pair it with a burgundy sweater and brown boots. My brunette hair is naturally curly so I just brush it through. Makeup for me probably took five minutes. I applied some concealer , mascara , and winged eyeliner which may I say added a fierceness to my green eyes. My pale skin made it easy for people to see my rosy cheeks so no blush was needed. That was pretty much my usual makeup routine. Before I head out I grab my notebook and miracle pen. I never really believed this pen made miracles but mom always said that when I wrote with this pen it made miracles , and well .. I need a miracle today.

I go back to the same hill I was admiring before that annoying boy showed up. I'm sitting trying to look for inspiration and I'm completely blank.
"You seem to really like my hill"
"You again!"
"Graham Green-bridge yes"
"Why are you following me!?"
"Seeing as your on my hill I would like to say your following me"
"Your hill?"
"This is actually part of my property. Thats my house" Graham then pointed behind the hill. This hill was basically his backyard that led into town streets."See your what I like to call trespassing" I feel a rush of stupidity through my body.
"Oh I'm sorry I had no idea. I'll just be on my way"
"No its okay , new comers usually come to this hill to hangout with friends or do whatever basically. Why are you here?" My eyes then wonder off to the cave. Graham follows my gaze. "Oh! so your interested in the cave" I nod. I stay in eye contact with the cave and sit down.
"Do you know anything about it? Are we allowed to go in?" Graham sits
"Oh you know just town legends and such but yes we are allowed it's just no one goes in anymore at least"
"Why?"
"After your grandpa Priest Blake passed this whole town turned grey. He used to hold meetings in the cave with the members of the church charity. Oh and I'm sorry about your grandpa"
"Oh it's okay. I never met him but thanks.
The rest of the church charity members don't have meetings in there anymore?"
"No"
"Do you know why?"
"Uh you know I'm not really sure.."
"Oh."
"Why such the interest?"
"Well the cave isn't the only reason I came today. I'm trying to look for something inspirational to write."
"You write? May I see"

I never let anyone read my work except for mom , dad too before he stopped coming around , but with Graham.. I'm not sure how to describe the feeling. Even though I just did accuse him of stalking me five seconds ago , when we talked everything just clicked. Noticing I haven't answered I nodded yes and handed him my notebook.
Oh god what will he think of my work.