Fallen (Fallen 1)

“What is it?”

“It’s a symbol that means the ‘possessor of fire.’”

“That’s cool.” I said.

He laughed.

“What?” I asked.

“You’re so cute when you’re puzzled.”

“Thanks Jonathon.” I said sticking my tongue out at him.

“Don’t be like that.”

“But you’re laughing at me.”

“Well if you weren’t so funny I wouldn’t have to laugh.” He flashed a brilliant smile at me. His teeth were so unusually white and pointy. They sparkled with an intensity I would compare to the sun.

“We’re going to make a quick pit stop before we start exploring.” Jonathon said.

“Okay.” I said not expecting anything cool or fun. But as long as Jonathon was with me I knew it would be interesting.

Chapter Six: Rome

We pulled into a lot where Jonathon had to get out and unlock the gate. I watched as he walked to the gate pulling a key out of his pocket. He unlocked it so fast his hand and the key were a blur. The gate swung open and Jonathon jogged back to the car. He pulled through and we were greeted by rows and rows of cars.

“Wow,” I said.

“My family has a thing for cars,” Jonathon said. All I could do was stare.

There were more cars than a car lot possessed. American, European, Japanese, every country was represented in this lot. Cars from 50’s, 60’s, 70’s, and 80’s. I noticed one car that stood out. It was a sports car that had to be custom made. I’d never seen anything like it. My eyes traveled to more rows of cars and even motorcycles. I walked over to one motorcycle and ran my hand along the seat. It was a deep purple with orange, red, and yellow flames. There were curling silver pipes on both sides. It had a sporty build to it.

I heard Jonathon laugh and it snapped me back to reality.

“You like cars?” He asked.

“Only unique ones.” I answered still staring at the bike.

“You don’t strike me as someone that would like cars.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked him.

“You look like a girl that’s more into music and parties.” He said shrugging his shoulders his hands in his pockets.

“I have two older brothers and they’re the ones that got me interested in cars. After all it’s kind of hard to get your older brothers to play Barbie dolls with you. And I’ve never really liked parties anyway.”

“I have an older brother and a younger sister.”

“Yeah? My brothers are twins. They’re both sophomores at Yale. Adam and Aiden have always loved cars. So, I guess I do too. The three of us used to fix up old cars and test drive new ones. It’s something we could all do without fighting.” I laughed remembering how we would just hang out in the garage for hours.

“You miss them.” He observed.

“Yeah. It was bad enough being so far away in California but now there is an entire ocean separating us.

“You really love them.” He said.