escape

My only wish was to get out today and spend some time with my boo.1

I got up that morning and made myself up. I put on my favorite t-shirt and a pair of black pants. I stuffed some mousse in my hair, shook it about and looked in the mirror. I definitly was looking spiffy, especially now that my hair was long again, but wait, forgot my eyeliner...2

I snuck out the back door and headed to the park on meadowlakes ln. I wasn't supposed to be out of the house this summer, and I knew that, but I didn't care. Rebellion was something I was good at. I stopped by my friend Margo's house and asked if Tim was there and of course, he wasn't, but I knew where he was, the secret- place.3

The only people that went to the secret place were people who were daring enough to climb through the brush and cliffs, and even then, only few wanted to go there after sightings of a black "lake-monster" had been put up all over the news. The pictures looked believable too. My friends Jake and Mat had always been good at freaking people out. Now the only people that went there were them and me and Tim. 4

I headed to the first gate. It was wooden and blackened from wear from animals and a small fire now and again. It creaked, so I had to be careful of being heard. Last time someone spotted me here they grabbed me and exclammed that something could get such a "sweet little girl." Took me a while to get out of their clutches. I opened the door quickly and only a small squeek was heard. Good. After closing it I headed up the path, under the willows and to the old cottage, long abandoned. I opened the door and grabbed the key off the hook next to the coat hanger, and spotted Tim's hoodie. He was here.5

Soon the grass and dirt under my feet turned to sand and the sound of water splashing and wings beating was heard. I came over the hill and saw the swans chasing after Tim for having nabbed one of their eggs again. i opened the last gate with the key from the cottage, hid the key in the cubby-hole in one of the boards on the fence and headed down the rocks and ledges to the noises.6

"Tim! Put it back!" I yelled over the honking and laughtfer of birds and boys.7

I scaled the last ledge and hopped down onto the beach. Someone grabbed me from behind. I spooked and got tense.8

"Gosh Anne, I thought you'd recognize your own brother." said a voice in my ear. 9

I turned and squealed, "Japser! Your back!"10

"Of course I am," said Jasper.11

Tall, dark, and handsome was my brother. He was wearing a muscle-shirt and a pair of jeans. No wonder I didn't recognize him. He always wore a pair of slacks and a black t-shirt. Off at college for most of the year, I hadn't seen him for a while. He wasn't supposed to be back for another week.12

"What are you doing back so soon?" I asked.13

"I decided to come and visit my lil sis at her 'secret-spot'," he said smerking. "Got to get away from the folks ya know?"14

Normally he would start out summer break at his girl-friend's place and spend the last two-weeks at home. I could see why he'd want to come early just to see me. My family was kind of picky when he was over. They'd have to spend "quality" family time going to random places and visiting grandparents, trying to make-up for whatever they may have missed when he was younger. I was still curious why he wasn't still in florida at samantha's, but I didn't bother to ask.15

"So how long are you going to be here?" asked tim.16

They talked while I stared at every feature of my two favorite guys on the planet. They were so different. My brother was average height. He had black hair, olive skin, and dark chocolate eyes like me. My boyfriend was the opposite. He was kind of short, but still way taller than me and he couldn't tan like a normal person. He burned so easily. His mom would not let him go out of the house without either wearing too much clothing or being covered in sun-screen, but since she was off on vacation with his dad, he was free from that. I could already see him turning red though. I giggled. 17

His hair was a golden brown with a dark streak of chesnut brown hiding here and there, but I could see it. His eyes were icy blue, they would draw me into them and I would get lost in them. His smile was simple and kind. You didn't have to say a word around him. He had something about him, where all you needed was a giggle and his eyes would laugh with his smile. I loved it so much. 18

I lounged on the sand and watched the water ripple with the wind and the birds walk to it's tune. Tim sat on my left and my brother dropped to my right. It was quiet, but it was all i needed, nothing more.