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sink.
Coralie turned and smiled. “Not today,
it isn't...” Then she tossed her empty bowl into the sink and
hurried out of the door, leaving her parents standing with curious
faces.
* * * * *
Coralie walked out of the Church's
giant, wooden, double front doors. The building was beautiful in
its old architecture - one of the oldest in Thessla, according to
her parents. Oddly enough, it seemed to serve the entirety of
Thessla.
As Coralie stepped into the sunlight,
she felt the rays fall upon her. The sun felt warm against her
skin.
“Coralie!” she heard. She turned to
see Court walking up the steps toward her. “Hey ... how are you
this morning?”
“Good...” she said, allowing smile to
wash over her face. “And you ...?”
“Better now...” he said, as he took
her hand. Coralie's cheeks blushed with red. “So, what are you
doing tonight?”
“Tonight?” she asked, as her breath
caught in her chest.
“Yes, tonight ... do you have any
plans?” He moved in closer to her, awaiting her answer.
“Umm ... no, I mean, well, actually,
kinda ... I have this paper due for Lit, and quite frankly, I
haven't even started on it ... why do you ask?”
“I thought you may want to accompany
me to dinner tomorrow night ... just to, umm, talk ... what do you
think?”
“I would love to ... but tonight I … I
don’t know...” Coralie began to stumble over her words.
“Well, how about this ... I will not
be the cause for you making the dragon-lady unleash on you for a
late assignment...” he said grinning, “So, another time soon,
perhaps?”
“I take it that you know Ms. Sieve
pretty well...”
“So?”
“Yes, I’d love to have dinner with you
sometime...” trying not to sound overly excited, though she was
almost overcome with it.
“Tomorrow night, then?”
“On a school night?”
“I like to live life on the
edge...”
“I see … Well, I’m not so sure that I
should take on that sort of company. Your devious ways may rub off
on me.”
“Oh, right … I wouldn’t dare want for
you to turn to the dark side...” Court smiled at her. “So, I'll
pick you up at seven o'clock on Friday ... not a school night...”
he said, leaning in, giving her hand a slight squeeze. He paused,
moving in close to her, and slowly breathing her in, “... until I
see you again...” He gave her a light peck on her cheek, then
turned and walked down the steps, and started down the
sidewalk.
She watched him walk away, sighing at
the element of his absence. Her hand ached, like his hand had been
a part of her, and then ripped from her clutches. She could feel
the void where his hand had been in hers. His familiar touch and
composition was comforting, yet she wondered from where the
familiarity came. She stood there, watching him walk down the
sidewalk and longed for his return.
“You ready, kiddo?” Cal asked, making
Coralie jump at the sound of his voice.
“Yeah, Dad...” she said, continuing to
watch Court as he walked down the sidewalk, yearning to follow
him.
Chapter 10
Coralie sighed. She had been staring at the
same blank piece of paper for over two hours. She couldn't
concentrate on her rough draft, not now ... with so much running
through her mind...
Her recent and reoccurring dreams, her
parents weird reactions to nearly everything these days, and of
course, Court ... He seemed to hold most of her
thoughts...
She thought of his tall stature, his
muscular shoulders, his most perfect face, his light blue eyes, and
light hair – she recalled both glistening earlier in the sunlight
... She sighed deeply, once again.
Abruptly, she was startled by a sound
at her window. She turned to see what could have made it. A dark
figure moved outside of her library loft window.
Her parents had arranged this space,
which sat just above her room, into her very own
library-slash-office space. They said that it would help her excel
in her studies, if she could manage to keep her education
Coralie turned and smiled. “Not today,
it isn't...” Then she tossed her empty bowl into the sink and
hurried out of the door, leaving her parents standing with curious
faces.
* * * * *
Coralie walked out of the Church's
giant, wooden, double front doors. The building was beautiful in
its old architecture - one of the oldest in Thessla, according to
her parents. Oddly enough, it seemed to serve the entirety of
Thessla.
As Coralie stepped into the sunlight,
she felt the rays fall upon her. The sun felt warm against her
skin.
“Coralie!” she heard. She turned to
see Court walking up the steps toward her. “Hey ... how are you
this morning?”
“Good...” she said, allowing smile to
wash over her face. “And you ...?”
“Better now...” he said, as he took
her hand. Coralie's cheeks blushed with red. “So, what are you
doing tonight?”
“Tonight?” she asked, as her breath
caught in her chest.
“Yes, tonight ... do you have any
plans?” He moved in closer to her, awaiting her answer.
“Umm ... no, I mean, well, actually,
kinda ... I have this paper due for Lit, and quite frankly, I
haven't even started on it ... why do you ask?”
“I thought you may want to accompany
me to dinner tomorrow night ... just to, umm, talk ... what do you
think?”
“I would love to ... but tonight I … I
don’t know...” Coralie began to stumble over her words.
“Well, how about this ... I will not
be the cause for you making the dragon-lady unleash on you for a
late assignment...” he said grinning, “So, another time soon,
perhaps?”
“I take it that you know Ms. Sieve
pretty well...”
“So?”
“Yes, I’d love to have dinner with you
sometime...” trying not to sound overly excited, though she was
almost overcome with it.
“Tomorrow night, then?”
“On a school night?”
“I like to live life on the
edge...”
“I see … Well, I’m not so sure that I
should take on that sort of company. Your devious ways may rub off
on me.”
“Oh, right … I wouldn’t dare want for
you to turn to the dark side...” Court smiled at her. “So, I'll
pick you up at seven o'clock on Friday ... not a school night...”
he said, leaning in, giving her hand a slight squeeze. He paused,
moving in close to her, and slowly breathing her in, “... until I
see you again...” He gave her a light peck on her cheek, then
turned and walked down the steps, and started down the
sidewalk.
She watched him walk away, sighing at
the element of his absence. Her hand ached, like his hand had been
a part of her, and then ripped from her clutches. She could feel
the void where his hand had been in hers. His familiar touch and
composition was comforting, yet she wondered from where the
familiarity came. She stood there, watching him walk down the
sidewalk and longed for his return.
“You ready, kiddo?” Cal asked, making
Coralie jump at the sound of his voice.
“Yeah, Dad...” she said, continuing to
watch Court as he walked down the sidewalk, yearning to follow
him.
Chapter 10
Coralie sighed. She had been staring at the
same blank piece of paper for over two hours. She couldn't
concentrate on her rough draft, not now ... with so much running
through her mind...
Her recent and reoccurring dreams, her
parents weird reactions to nearly everything these days, and of
course, Court ... He seemed to hold most of her
thoughts...
She thought of his tall stature, his
muscular shoulders, his most perfect face, his light blue eyes, and
light hair – she recalled both glistening earlier in the sunlight
... She sighed deeply, once again.
Abruptly, she was startled by a sound
at her window. She turned to see what could have made it. A dark
figure moved outside of her library loft window.
Her parents had arranged this space,
which sat just above her room, into her very own
library-slash-office space. They said that it would help her excel
in her studies, if she could manage to keep her education
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