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Chapter Two
Aubrey walked home solemnly, running ideas for her story over and over in her head. She had so many, but none of them seemed good enough to win the heart of her employer.
She was about to turn the corner, when she noticed someone riding a motorcycle. They sped past her and knocked her over, as if they didn't know she was there. Aubrey shook her head in disbelief; she couldn't believe people could be so rude.
When they reached the end of the street, they turned around and took off their helmet to reveal a young man with brown hair and a handsome face.
"Sorry love. Didn't see you there," he said in an accent. British, she decided. He proceeded to place his helmet back on his head and went back the way he came.
Aubrey got off, shook herself off, and continued on her way.
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Chapter Three
"How was your day, sweetie? Did you get any more work on your story done?" Aubrey nodded her head in response. She was used to these kinds of questions. They were the same ones every day. Her mom wasn't a very creative person. She had no one to talk to, being a single mother. So, during dinner, Aubrey was asked the same two questions which were followed by a "brief" summary of her mom's day. She had learned just to nod; her mom asked the questions simply to be polite.
"Good," her mom said absentmindedly. "Better than mine anyway. I went to get groceries and while I was in the checkout line, realized I didn't have my credit card on me and no change. So I had to call the bank and asked them for my credit card number..." and, as per usual, Aubrey tuned out around there.
"You know what mom," she interrupted. "I think I'm just going to finish the rest of my dinner in my room. Is that okay?"
"What? Oh, yeah of course. You... You go ahead sweetie."
"Great. Thanks." Aubrey walked to her room and closed the door behind her. She put on some music, grabbed her typewriter from her desk, and sat down on her bed. She just sat there with absolutely no idea what to write about. After a while she just gave up. She threw her typewriter under the bed and lay down. She closed her eyes and nodded off to sleep.
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Aubrey woke up six hours later when it was 1 o'clock in the morning and tried to go back to sleep. About half an hour later, she decided to go outside and think. She put on a warm jacket and, as quietly as she could, went outside.
She sat down in the grass in her front yard, lay down and looked at the stars, looking for her favorite constellation: Perseus. Perseus was the famous Greek mythological hero who she greatly looked up to and admired. Not only did she love Greek mythology, but that story in particular. He killed Medusa using his cunning skills, rescued the princess, turned the evil King to stone, and lived happily ever after, which wasn't common in mythology. And being the nerd she was, she knew what quadrant it was in (NQ1), the number of main stars it had (19), and the brightest star (a Per). With that in her head, she soon dozed off with her head in the soft grass.
She woke up to the sound of a motorcycle. Aubrey sat up groggily and looked around, the light of the sun shining brightly in her eyes. In front of her was the handsome brown haired boy who had bumped into her just the day before. He squinted at her, as if he was confused at her waking up. Then, he shook his head and smiled, but his helmet on, and drove off without a word.
Aubrey got up and started to run after him. Yelling, "Hey! Hey! What were you doing?" The brown haired boy stopped his motorcycle, the way he had when they first met. He smiled again.
"Hello," he said,
"Hi," Aubrey said impatiently. "What were you doing in front of my lawn? And who are you anyway?"
"Um... Well, my name is Jake and I was worried about you. You were fast asleep on your lawn and when I tried to wake you, you wouldn't."
"And how did you know I was on my lawn?"
"I was coming home from my nightly rides and saw you."
"Well, thanks for being so concerned," she said awkwardly. "Bye, then," and she started to walk away.
"OI!" Jake called from behind her. "Did you know you're a beautiful sleeper? The way you furrow your eyebrows in your sleep is really cute. And you sorta curl up into a ball and cross your arms."
Aubrey nodded uncertainly. "Oh. Wow. That's...wow." She shook her head and continued to walk away. She heard Jake start his motorcycle back up and started riding in her direction. He rode around a parked in her path.
"You wanna go out with me?"
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That's it so far, but I will definitely keep you updated. Thanks for reading!
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