What a Tryst: Chapter 1Chapter 1What a Tryst: Chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It wasn’t the stale smell of fallen leaves that filled the air--it was the scent of change. I took in a deep breath before I started to walk again. It surprised me how cold it had gotten in the past two weeks. Weather changed quite fast in October--especially here in Boston.
My nerves weren’t helping either with the cold. Stress always made the cold worse for me. So much was on my mind, and the thought of moving into a new place felt overwhelming. I’d be going to a new school and living with new people; I hadn’t had much time to plan for that.
The wind kicked up another patch of leaves; they swirled around in a colorful blend before melding back to the grey pavement a moment later. I checked my phone--1:15 PM. I started to walk a bit faster, the leaves crunching under my feet. The move-in time was 1:00 PM. My poor sense of direction had already gotten me
Fox and the Girl: Part 1The trees, looming and casting shadows over the river, were vivid in colors. Most of the leaves were ready to fall to the ground, but still maintained a light grasp on the branches. Coming here during this time of the year relaxed me. I leaned against one of the trees and allowed myself to slide down until I was sitting.Fox and the Girl: Part 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
All the grass in the area had changed to a dry yellow. I closed my eyes, and listened to the river’s dull hum. I took in a deep breath and could almost taste autumn. After a moment of listening to the river, I heard some leaves rustle somewhere in the distance. I glanced around and my eyes widened as they settled on the copper-colored beast.
The fur-covered beast was standing only a few feet away from me; it seemed to be a fox, but much larger. Under normal circumstances, I think I might’ve been scared; its eyes gave off a peaceful warmth with their amber glow. I would’ve fled just at that moment had it not been for the mere size and peculiarity of th
Fox and the Girl: Part 2The amulet fell into my hands from the beast’s teeth. There was another flash, the same psychic imagery as before, but not quite as strong; the colors were less vivid; the images from before had sprung to mind, accompanied by a tumult of emotion.Fox and the Girl: Part 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I wondered now how to communicate with the beast. I opened my mouth to speak, but decided better of it after a moment; instead, with my eyes shut, I formed an image of my favorite place. It was a small opening in the forest, covered in moss and shrubs, that always felt welcoming to me; it was picturesque. The warmth and comfort I had imagined at the thought of the place seeped into the mental image, saturating my thoughts. I imagined the warmth of the sunlit grass, soft as a carpet, threading between my toes. I breathed in, and my thoughts wandered to the wonderful smell of pine and moss that had so often bit at my nose.
The fox howled, breaking my concentration, and leapt at me suddenly. I threw up my arms for protection and felt a shar
What a Tryst: Chapter 2 Part 1A week went by faster than I’d expected it to. Getting used to a new school had taken a lot out of me. I felt exhausted, both mentally and emotionally. Thankfully, the workload had been light (most of the material had already been covered at my old school).What a Tryst: Chapter 2 Part 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
South Boston High School wasn’t especially different from my last school, after all, aside from Savanna’s occasional guitar in the hallways, and Jonathan’s randomly slapping me on the back between classes. Alice had a habit of walking right into people whenever she walked down the hallways, her nose always buried in a book. Sarah was never to be seen without her baseball and mitt. She was always playing catch with herself; I wondered if they overlooked that during classes.
Alice had caught me staring a few more times. I couldn’t really help it; she had such striking features. Her expressions were priceless when she was reading; it was the only time she seemed to smile or laugh or even look sad. Other ti
FrostThe sky, with clouds dancing in and out of the sun’s light, was a frozen blue. The snow crunched beneath my feet as I continued across the tundra. Well, it wasn’t really a tundra; it was my front yard, but it seemed like a tundra sometimes. My breath frosted as I exhaled, then I heard someone shout from behind:Frost in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Hey! Wait up Rachel!”
I turned and saw Trevor hurrying toward me. He looked funny, his feet sometimes getting trapped by the snow on his way. I had to stifle my giggles as he almost fell over.
“Going to the store?” Trevor asked.
I nodded. “Yeah, Mum wanted me to pick up some eggs.”
He rested a hand on the back of his head. “You need help carrying stuff back?”
I shook my head and smiled. “It’s only a cart of eggs. I think I can manage.” He looked disappointed with my response so I added, “But if you want to come with me, the walk will be less boring.”
His face lit up. “Ye
RevelationThings that I love:Revelation in Free Verse More Like This
watching her sleep;
waiting for her to wake me up;
holding her close when it's cold;
holding her close when it's not cold;
running my fingers though her hair;
her touch against my skin;
her breath in my ear;
What a Tryst: Chapter 3: Part 2It had been a mile and a half past the house to reach the art supply shop, then another mile to get to the all natural store (for the loose leaf tea and such). Despite having Google Maps on Alice’s phone to guide me, I still managed to get lost a few times. I also wasn’t sure if I grabbed the right art supplies. The clerk wasn’t able to read Claire’s cursive so I had to do some guesswork. I was shivering by the last turn--or so I’d hoped--before the house; warmth was in sight.What a Tryst: Chapter 3: Part 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I went through the gated green fence and rushed for the door. I was nearly salivating at the thought of biting into that Snicker’s Bar in bed, wrapped up in a blanket.
“Joining us for tea?” Jonathan asked.
I took off my shoes in the entryway. “Uh, maybe in a bit. I need to give this stuff to Claire first.” I raised the bag to show him.
“Ah, Alice bribed you to do her dirty work did she?” he laughed. “Well, tea will be ready in a few. Sa