The Truth About Katrina Remora by Ash Knight (room on the broom read aloud .TXT) 📖

Glad that at least she would be spared an audience for the night.
"Because men who shower girls with money usually want something in return,me,I don't just as long as you will have dinner with me and talk,and dance,then theres nothing left to worry about.And showing you a good time,without an embarresing audience,and also a good way to proove that I know how to have a good time with a girl and not need a ton of money to do so.And also I believe that you,my lady,deserve a good time your way."He said with a small sincere smile.
"Ok,well...why are you treating me so regally,I am just a kid or a toy to play with to most guys."She asked, letting the confusion and annoyence slip slightly through her well composed feelings.
His reply was a bit of a shock but after it set in she was a bit flatterd.His reply had been:"Because a lady deserves to be treated right,and I think of you as a lady.Not a little girl,not a toy to play with,but a lady who should only be around those who have manners and know how and when to use them."His reply was honorable and his face was the most serious she had ever seen it,no cocky amused smile,or even a gleam of mischif in his eyes.
At that moment the car stopped, and as she looked down to makes sure everything was in her purse, Allister walked around the car, and as she was about to open the door and step out, he opened it. How he got to the other side of the car so fast she didn’t know.
“Like I said my lady, manners are everything. I hope you will enjoy spending the evening with me and my manners, or am I too annoying?”He said, going back to his charming smiles and voice.
“Nope I’m just fine with it. You know you’re actually kind of sweet, Al.” She said in a sweet voice. Oh crap, if she found herself flirting with this boy she would die! She thought to herself. But still, she found herself staring and practically purring the words at Allister.
He looked at her and when he saw her full lipped grin he threw her one of his Im-a-hot-guy- who-knows-what-hes-doing-looks,he lead the way across the wide berth of trees and through the brush so that they ended up in a little clearing surrounded by trees and was right next to the bank of the lake.All she could do was stare at it,it was a clear night,an indian summer night if there ever was one.
"So...what do you think?"He asked,gesturing to the small picnic blanket with her favorite foods on it,fried chicken,honey hot sauce mixture,fruit salad,and last of all a watermelon sliced into chunks.
"I am very glad we came here instead of going to a resturant.So you did all this just so we could be comfortable and afford us some privacy?"She asked, smiling in a confused way.
"Yep,sure did,and I had a great time cooking the chicken with your step-mother also. The sauce was your fathers doing,he said you loved it and that your mother had come up with it,the fruit salad is one of my favorites,and the watermelon for our date is my mothers doing."He said, grining sheepishly.
She just smiled and followed him too the blanket,sitting down across from him with her legs tucked inunder her derriere so that there was no unappropriate scenery.He sat with one knee up and his right arm slung over it.He picked up a picnic basket and started getting out napkins and silver-ware,and a bottle of red wine,she stared at the wine making a face as he also removed two wine glasses from the basket.
"So...wine?Really?"She asked with confusion and a slight hint of annoyance in her voice.
"No,no,no,no."He said with a laugh."Your father said no wine,so I cheated,it's just orange juice mixed with strawberey juice and a small hint of apple cider.I call it the 'All juices juice' I know it sounds odd,but really,it's quite good once one gives it a taste."He explained,smiling the whole time.
"No way!You goofed my dad!Go you!"She exclaimed laughing so hard she nearly fell over. "And my father actually thought that I would drink a bunch of wine and then probably do something stupid? Wow,I guess Marrik's death got too him more than I thought .He knows I am way more responsable than Marrik."She said,somber now as she realized why her father had said no wine.
"Who's Marrik?"Allister asked in confusion.
"Marrik is,was,my brother.Three years ago Marrik and my father got into this huge fight and Marrik left,got in his car and drove to his friend Daren's.Daren was twenty one so he was old enough to have beer,well he let Marrik have some and after getting drunk Marrik called up his girlfriend,Areil,and they went down too the lake.Now,Marrik was not exactly liked well here.He had more enemies than he did friends.But the worst of all was this dude who called himself Snakes Viper.His real name was Marrien though.Well Marien showed up and started fighting with Marrik,now Marrik usually just walked away from fights.He wanted to make sure I didn't have a rep like his 'cause of him fightin' and he knew I always wanted too be like him.Marrik was always the hero in my mind,the Robin Hood of my home,and the Bruce Willis of our School.
He was only two years older than me."She said,breaking off too take deep breath and give Allister a trembling smile."Anyway back to the story at hand.Marrien got too him this time.But in the middle of they're fight Marrien pulls out his gun.Me and my father had gone out looking for Marrik and I ended up looking around the beach while dad looked around town.I had come up behind the fight scene and was hiding behind some rocks.I saw Marrien pull out his gun and a shut my eyes and squeezed them shut tight.I figured Marrik would get out of it, but I was still scared. I heard Areil scream and then I heard a gun shot, I looked and saw Ariel laying on the sand not 4 feet from where I was hiding. Marion had shot her the chest and she was already dead. I looked up from Ariel and saw Marrik was staring at her body in horror. Then, as Marion raised his gun, Marrik looked directly at me and whispered that he was sorry. Then it was over, I stood there frozen as Marion shot my brother too death. First his knee caps, then his shoulders, and lastly, as Marrik lay, back down on the sand writhing in pain, Marion walked up too him and shot him between the eyes. And all I could do the entire time was staring in horror."She broke off, unable to continue because of the writhing pain in her chest where her heart was. And the shaking that had invaded her body.
Allister sat in silence and she got a handle on herself and composed her pain, guilt, and shame. When she was calm enough to take a drink of the juice he had poured in a wine glass and handed her.
“You are going to hate me for this but…I think, no I know, that you are trying to shoulder all the blame for your brother’s death. I know what that is like, but…I also know when it goes too far for it to be healthy for you.”As he spoke she listened, decided on letting him talk since he had listened to her rant about her brother even though it was only their first date, second if you count Aren’s party.
“No…you’re wrong, I don’t hate you for it. Your right, I should not take all the blame. But I choose to. I don’t know any other way too cope,other than don’t and just be a psycho. So I take the blame, I think that if I do it help’s me too realize that if I hadn’t stood there like a trapped rabbit…my brother might be here. Sure he would be here bugging me about dating, while trying to kick your butt, but I still miss him.” She explained, trying hard not too cry.
"Ok,why don't we just forget it and move on to greener grasses then?Would you like some more juice madam?"He asked, in a fake but quite convincing british accent.


5. A kiss, a poem, memories, a suprise.


"Thank's Al,I had a great time tonight."She said,as he walked me to the front door of my home."I especially liked the 'All juices juice' drinking competition."She added with a laugh.
Now there's a laugh worthy of Kyran himself,Allister thought.He had seen her laugh more tonight than he ever had in his three thousand years."No problem gorgeous.You know,if you smiled any wider you would probably get a cramp?But I don't mind,you look good when you laugh."He said cooly. Allowing just a hint of amusement in his voice.
"Oh nu-uh.You did not just tell me I am smiling too much!"She said,pretending too be insulted. "Well...you just so happened to have been a little giddy tonight also, pal, so don't start on me."She laughed at the complete look of shockthat flashed across his face.
The moment her laughter hit him the insult dissapered and in its place all he had left was the constant worry that had knotted its'self in his gut all evening.He could never really have her for his own, he thought sadly,about how he had always wanted an easy going girl with a sence of humor and a unique sence of self.Look's good on her from where he was standing,he thought.
"Well..."She was feeling little off standing on her front porch,looking at Allister,and thinking that any guy who looked that good in slacks and a dress shirt should be put in jail,and if she didn't get inside soon,real soon, she would do it herself.
"I guess you need to go in now, right?"Alistair asked politely, while inside thinking that if he let her go in now with out kissing her he would die from the embarrassment that would come when he found he could not make himself do it later.
"Ya...I guess I do,um...you wanna come in and get a drink before you go?"She asked,hoping he would drop th coolness of his attitude and kiss her already!
"Naw...not thirsty." At least not in that way,he