Fallen (Fallen 1)

“What? Is there something on my face?” I asked wiping furtively at my face with a napkin.

“No, I like your hair curly.”

“Oh. Thanks.” I said trying to hide my blush in the napkin.

“You’re welcome.” He said smiling. His smile made me go weak in the knees. I thought I might slip from the chair. I swallowed my last bite of food.

“I’m ready.” I said.

“Okay. I have a surprise for you.”

“Really? What?”

“You’ll see.” He said. I grunted.

I put the plate in the sink and washed it. Jonathon waited patiently.

We left the kitchen and walked through the living room to reach the front door.

“Ladies first.” He said holding the door for me. I walked out and began to descend the steps while Jonathon closed the door.

“No way!” I exclaimed. The motor cycle I had fallen in love with was parked just at the end of the steps.

“We’re taking this to school?” I asked.

“Yes, I thought you would like it.”

“Jonathon this is amazing.” I gasped.

I stood in awe. The motor cycle was so beautiful. Purple, red, orange, a

nd yellow. The flames seemed to glow in the daylight.

Jonathon handed me a purple helmet that matched the motorcycle. I stuck it on my head and Jonathon buckled it for me. He put on a red helmet flattening his curls.

He climbed on looking effortlessly gorgeous. I climbed on behind him. My body fitting perfectly with his. We were made for each other.

He revved the bike and eased out of the driveway. As soon as the road was clear we turned right. Then left at the stop light. We went down and around past my house then down the hill to the next stop light. We turned left and went for another mile before we met another stop light. We turned left there and went up a steep hill. Then turned right into the school parking lot. We parked and I hopped off the motorcycle.

I tried to take off the helmet and failed, it was more complicated than any helmet I’d ever seen or worn. What was it with vampires and complicated helmets?

“Gee, you need to know rocket science to work this helmet.” I said struggling against it. Jonathon had already removed his helmet.

“I know there difficult but you’ll get used to it. Patrick invented them.”

“He did?” I asked Jonathon as he removed my helmet.

“Yeah, he’s always inventing new stuff.”

“You said his power is inventing, right?”

“Yes, that’s right.” He sighed blocking his face from the sun.

“Maybe we shouldn’t have taken the motorcycle.” I said trying to make him feel better.

“No, I’m fine.” He smiled but it seemed forced.

He took my hand and we walked towards school.