Lost

Chapter 7: Fall

After finally publishing the sixth chapter last night, I've had this new-found eagerness to continue to write. All through school today I've just been thinking 'I need to write more, I need to write more'. Because trust me, once you ignore this feeling, it'll go away and you won't write for aaaaagggggees.

So that's why I will no longer ignore that feeling.

Hopefully today (12/01/15), sometime this evening, I will begin writing this chapter and it'll be long and you guys will love it and I won't have writers block and you'll meet new characters and...

And I gotta go mosque now, but after, I shall write more.

X

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Let me tell you, that breakfast was the best I've had in a long time.

All that walking around and that mini panic attack with the shadow wasted my energy. And those heavenly pancakes were just stacked up, all alone, calling my name.

So I just gave in because food is food. And a girl can never say no to food.

Well she shouldn't.

James, Mrs Hastings, and even my mother, all looked at me like I'd grown two heads once I'd finished all seventeen pancakes in the space of sixteen minutes.

Just under a minute to demolish each pancake.

Nice.

"What?" I mumbled, not liking all the attention as I wiped my sticky mouth, slowly sinking in my seat.

It's rude to watch people when they eat, especially when syrup is dribbling down their chin.

"Nothing." James shrugged nonchalantly, a knowing smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"It's just- well I've never seen a girl eat so much." Mrs Hastings answered me almost immediately after.

"To be honest. I didn't think I could eat so much either, but I'm guessing yesterday's travelling must of really taken a lot out of me."

And all that running in the woods.

"It's not a bad thing dear. In fact, I was hoping you always eat so much so that I'll finally have someone who finishes what's on their plate. Isn't that right James?" Her eyes trained on his slouching figure.

"C'mon Mum! You know I eat everything, it's Taisie that doesn't." He shot up, suddenly all alert and defensive.

Laughing, my mother got up and began to gather the dirty dishes. "James, why don't you show Alex around town, I'm sure she'd love to go outside."

Mrs Hastings nodded her head in agreement and gave James a piercing stare.

It only lasted a millisecond but I'd caught it, and began to wonder what it meant.

But I was unable to dwell on the thought for longer when James' voice popped the little bubble I was floating in and dropped me back down into the kitchen.

"Now that, Mrs Turner, is an excellent idea. Come along Alice, time to burn off all those calories you just put on."

What?! How dare he?! I'd only just met him and he was getting on my nerves. Sensing my hostility, he scuttled out the kitchen before I could say something.

Quickly, I got up from my seat, not wanting to let him leave without me. Mum and Mrs Hastings' chuckles drifting behind me.

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