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Chapter 2

Brett sat on the porch and listened to the sounds around him.  It was a sunny spring day, and there were noises all around him.  Birds were singing, finally glad that they could fly around without the harsh winter surroundings.  His dad was running the lawn mower; the first cut of the season.  Aribella was laying out on the patio, listening to her music and writing a song, filling the air with the stums of a guitar.

He sat quietly thinking about what laid ahead in the next twenty-four hours.  Brett and Aribella would begin at a new school, becoming a junior for their umpteenth time.  Sure, they moved on to being a senior and then a freshman in college. But after sticking with some people for a certain amount of time, and never seeming to get older, they get suspicious.  So he and his sister were off to a fresh start... again. 

The previous weekend was laid back.  The spent the majority of it searching the woods around the forest, venturing out to see what food was available.  They fed Saturday, ready to be fresh and untempted Monday morning.  They had just returned but a few hours ago, starting their lazy day ahead.

Brett stepped off the porch and wandered out onto the lawn.

His dad stopped the lawn mower. "Whatcha up to, son?"

Brett shrugged, then asked, "Mind if I go into town? I wanna check things out and get some sh... stuff for school tomorrow."

James gave a reproachful look for the barely uttered curse word, then nodded. "I don't see a problem with it. Just be back before dark. Take Aribella with you."

Brett heaved a sigh as Aribella came bounding towards them.

"Let's go," she smiled, grabbing his hand. "We'll have to take the car to seem normal."

She continued on her way to the Corvette and plopped down in the driver's side, her brilliant gaze seen from afar.

He slumped his way over and sat down next to her, immediately turning on the radio. Aribella hummed joyously the way there, and Brett just listened with his eyes closed.

They pulled into the parking lot of the nearest store, and went inside.  The were wondering around when Aribella stopped in the music area.

"Go ahead without me. I'll meet you later."

He nodded and made his way over towards the office supplies.

Suddenly, there was a burning sensation in the back of his throat.  His nose was filled with an earthy scent, similar to that of rosemary. He looked around trying to find where it could be coming from. Nothing came into view until his eyes hit her.

Dark curly hair framed her heart shaped face. "Italian," he thought, catching a glance a her brown eyes.  She grabbed her hair and pulled it around to her side, crouching down in attempts to find what appeared to be pens. After two minutes, she sighed and grabbed a pack, and turned her back towards Brett, making her way to the check out.

"Damn it. Aribella, let's go!" Brett thought, making his way outside to the car.  The smell was gone once he got outside, but as he waited by the door, his nostrils burned everytime the door opened. Finally Aribella appeared, carrying some sheet music.

"What happened?" she asked.

"Nothing. Let's just go," he snapped, grabbing the keys from her hands, practically running to the car.