The Time Of Awakening by Miss Jina (inspirational books for women txt) 📖

right by the window.

“Best seat in the house for a lovely lady” he said allowing me to sit and then giving me the menu. I smiled graciously, he was slightly older than I was, he had to be 21 at least. He walked back up to the front of the dinner and greeted a few more guests that had come off the bus too.

I ordered a burger, fries and a strawberry malt. It felt good and I was beginning to feel re-energized for my trip into the woods. The young guy who had taken my orders and seated me came back over. I pulled the piece of paper with the directions out of my pocket and looked up at him.

“Excuse me, could you possibly give me some direction on to where I would find this cabin?” I asked handing him the small slip of paper. I watched his facial expression, he furrowed his brow at me. The dimples that appeared when he smiled was gone. He placed the paper down on the table.

“Walk straight up through the main street, the path through the forest is pretty much covered so good luck finding your way. The cabin is about a mile from the start of the trees. A young girl like you should not be going up into that area, it’s dangerous” he said. I took the paper back and slid it back into my pocket.

“Dangerous how?” I asked him. He shook his head and then handed me the check.

“Just leave the money when your ready” he turned around and started to walk away towards the front of the diner.

“Wait!” I called after him. He turned back around.

“It’s not my place to talk about” he sounded serious, and turned back without saying have a great day. I flipped over the check and looked at my bill. I felt eyes eagerly awaiting mine when I looked up. Across the way was another young guy with shaggy brown hair, and greenish brown eyes. Scruff lined his chin and cheeks. I looked down feeling my face grow warm, and then rummaged through my suitcase to find my money. I heard the sound of a chair move. I looked back up and nearly jumped because he was standing right beside me at my table. He was tall I felt a crick in my neck as I looked up at him.

“Didn’t mean to scare ya” he said. His lips curled up into a smile, and I swore I had seen a twinkle in his eye. I nodded and went back to counting my money, and when I had found enough, I placed it on top of the bill. I noticed the shadow still lingering above me.

“Can I help you?” I questioned stuffing my suitcase closed again.

“You’re her aren’t you?” he asked. I stared at him hard trying to figure out who “her” was. I chuckled slightly.

“Who’s her?” his smiled widened.

“You are, your Sage Bandacot, I knew it was you” he said. He was like a young puppy realizing his master just came back home. I expected to see his tail wagging.

“How did you…”

“I’m Devon Lane” he held out his hand to me. I was still in shock from him knowing my name and I didn’t know how to react. He grabbed my hand and picked it up from the table shaking it quickly. My hand slammed down onto the table.

“My Mom sent me up here to get you. Your coming to Forest Place right?” he questioned. I nodded, okay so he knew that too, who was this kid?

“We should head up there, she’ll be so excited to know that you’re here already” he grabbed onto my hand and pulled me out of the booth. When I stood up I had to look up, I thought I was tall but this guy, definitely was over 6 foot. My hand tingled with a weird sensation until he let go. I felt a weird connection filled with trust the second his hand reached mine, so after a minute of hesitation I walked with him towards the doors. The waiter saw me walking with the guy and shook his head, he began to whisper to another waiter behind the counter area.

“Ignore them, they know nothing” Devon whispered. I looked up at him, and then back at my feet, it was getting harder to put one foot in front of the other. I nearly tripped over my own two feet as we approached the door. He held it open for me and I thanked him with a head nod. He wasn’t wearing a jacket, it was a bit odd, I mean I know I was just wearing a sweatshirt and, oh crap! I looked down realizing I still had on my Pajama pants with care bears all over them. My cheeks flushed. I could sense that he knew what I had been thinking because when I looked back up he was eyeing me with a grin.

“What?” I questioned still embarrassed about my pants.

“Nice pants” he chuckled. I rolled my eyes.

“If you must know I was kicked out of my house at approximately 7am, I wasn’t prepared to go anywhere. But of course you already knew my name and where I was going so … you most likely already knew that.” I crossed my arms as we continued to walk down the long main street. We were now getting into the area where most of the people lived.

“I know specific details, but I wasn’t informed about the care bears” he smirked.

“If I knew you, I’d probably smack you upside the head by now” I told him.

“You are not a shy one are you?” I shook my head.

“Not at all, and apparently you aren’t either. I mean you just waltzed right over and then yanked me out of my booth real slick.” He elbowed me lightly getting me to look at him again. This time I got a good look, on the left side of his face was a scar that went from the top of his cheek to the bottom. It was covered by the scruff on his face, so I hadn’t noticed it earlier. His eyes did that sparkling thing again, either that or I was hallucinating from this crazy day I had been having.

“Well you see this is how I pick up girls. I can read your mind and I know your name and all of your information. I’m psychic” he said simply.

“You’re a jerk is more like it” I said to him. He smiled and nodded.

“I won’t deny that.”

“So where are we going anyway?” I questioned.

“That is something you can’t know until your 16. So 5 days from now” he shrugged.

“Oh, did you read my thoughts again?” I asked rolling my eyes.

“I think you’ll fit right in.”

“And what’s that supposed to mean?” I asked.

“Oh, don’t you worry, you’ll find out.”

The next few blocks were silent, every 3 houses we passed were the start of a new block. There were about 20 blocks in the small town. As we passed each one, he told me that the population had increased in the last year in the town so they added more housing. He also had said that this was the smallest town around. He mentioned that he had lived in the forest since he was born and that I would enjoy being secluded from civilization. I had to explain to the so-called psychic boy that my closes neighbor had been a mile away. We finally reached the end of the small town, the sign above the other arch read “Thank you for visiting.”

“So why is this place so far from town?” I questioned him as we walked underneath the arch made of stone.

“You are so nosey. Don’t worry everything will be explained.”

I had no clue why I had even bothered coming here, or why I was following a stranger. Maybe it was because deep down inside I had a gut feeling that I was doing the right thing. However; when I was younger my Mom had told me never to go off with strangers, but this was different. This guy knew my name and knew where I would be heading. I was told to come here and that was the bottom line. As scared as I felt inside I was not going to show fear, somehow I felt a little safer with each step I took.

I still held the blanket tightly around my body, wondering who had put it there. It couldn’t of been this kid, he wasn’t even on the bus he was here waiting for me. I could see the day coming closer to an end, it must have at least been about 3pm by now. I realized that somehow, we had been on a path, the one the guy back at the diner told me was covered with snow, although he was right I was still able to tell the path apart from the rest of the forest. I felt eyes bearing down at me again and looked up. He didn’t smile this time, it looked more as if this guy was trying to read me.

“So why the silence, I thought you were miss talkative?” he questioned after about 20 minutes of silence. His eyes were off of me and back on the path ahead. I shrugged. A second later, his attention was back on me.

“Can’t a girl think?”

“Hmm … let me see.” he scratched the fuzz on his chin.

“Nope, thinking definitely not allowed.” he said shaking his head. This time I elbowed him, I could feel his smile.

“So be honest, how did you know who I was?” I questioned.

“I heard you talking to the waiter and then realized you were the girl I was waiting for.” finally an honest and serious answer out of the guy. Although I did enjoy the fighting it was nice to have a serious conversation about what was about to happen.

“Are you scared?”

“I am scared of the unknown, I don’t like not knowing.” He nodded.

“Understandable” he said.

“If I tell you that you’re going to be okay, would you believe me?” he stopped walking causing me to stop and look up at him. I got a good look and underneath his shirt, he had a 6 pack just waiting to come out. I now noticed the muscles in his arms bulging through his shirt. He wasn’t a thin guy and he wasn’t heavy either. I got a good look at his face again and his mysterious eyes. I felt some sort of comfort in his eyes. It was hard to imagine just a few hours ago, I was kicked out of my home, something struck me, I didn’t cry. I acted more shocked than anything, it was like I had expected it. I wasn’t sad that my Mother didn’t want me, I felt relieved. He was watching and waiting for my answer.

“For some strange reason I do.”

“Well good because we’re here” he motioned towards the big luxurious log cabin sitting in front of me. It was surrounded by various bushes and gardens that were now buried