Black as Ebony by Elizabeth Elias (little red riding hood read aloud .TXT) 📖

Black as Ebony
Elizabeth Elias


CH.1 first day meets first date

I was sitting on a rock in my front yard on Halloween it was the worst Halloween ever I was board and cold, teenagers and toddlers that’s all I had as trick-or-treaters but I didn’t want to do anything it wasn’t a bad day because it was Halloween it was a bad day because it was my birthday too and all I got was wall paint ya paint from my parents and my brother said happy birthday like always but also he told me he was leaving for the military USMC in other words it was a bad day my brother was my best friend my tutor you name it he was there when he was needed through break ups and raves he was always there to get me off the hook, the only thing that was good was that it was Halloween but that's another story for another day it was 9pm and no one was coming all the teenagers went to the big Halloween party but myself I couldn’t go it was a school night and I knew that most of my classmates would not be at school tomorrow. I should problem tell you a little bit about myself. My name is Ebony I’m 16 today and all my other friends live in Arizona while I’m in Colorado doomed to be board and the and the house at the end of the street is empty and old, somebody moved in a week ago but there never there I’ve seen the son twice but he’s not enrolled in school yet and he was crawling out the basement window he’s cute but I was telling you about myself so why am I going off on a boy I don’t know.
The next day sitting in class trying not to cry because my back has spasms someone behind me asked if I was ok.
“Ya”I said
“You sher” he asked
“Ya I am”
“Ok”
On the way home from school it was raining (actually it was pouring) it was a nice day (I’m more of a rain not shine kind of person unless I’m the one shining but in sunlight I do shin really I’m so white)I can hear some of the others on my bus walking but I just keep going. I hear someone come up behind me and I think it’s one of my “friends” ha to come play a joke on me so I turn around.
“I can hear y-“ I stop talking “OH”
It’s the boy from down the street
“Hello”
“Hi” I reply
“Hi my names Allen” he says extending his hand
“Hello my names Ebony” I say as I shake his hand.
He looks at my eyes a little too long but he’s cute with longish blond hair and blue eyes that sparkle tall and skinny with a little bit of eyeliner with his hair teased in some places and flat ironed and bangs that flapped in his face ‘he really is cute’ I think to myself I get cut off in thought when I notice he’s trying to ask if I’m ok
“Ya I’m fine why”
“You were really trying not to cry earlier”
“Oh is it that noticeable my back was hurting that’s all I fell on it over the weekend but I’m fine just practice that’s all”
“What were you practicing for?”
“NOTHING I just nothing never mind” I sort of say to fast
“Ok then”
“So you live in the old house down the street with?”
“No one the cat”
“No parents really k”
“No I don’t have any I mean I have parents but I don’t live with them”
“Ok then
“What are you doing tonight?”
“WHAT”I say surprised he would make a move so soon I mean god how cheap can a guy get.
“Oh sorry I was wondering if you wanted to come over and see my place I don’t really have any fun by myself“
“Oh ya shur why not. What time?”
“How is 6:30?”
"Good for me”
“Hey you wouldn’t happen to be a vegetarian would you”
“No way”
“Good I don’t have vegetarian food and everyone in this small town seems to be you know”
“Ya it drives me nuts hard to find a good steak”
“Ok then steak it is” he says with the most beautiful smile ever.
“Sounds nice hey Allen get over here your soaked”
“thanks” he says again with that smile that makes me go weak in the knees as he lights a cigarette “you want one” ”no I’m fine thank you”

I get to Allen’s house that night and see a note on the door.


Come on in ebony
I’m in the kitcken


so I walk in to the house and I smell the most amazing smell ever I fallow it to the kitchen/living room I find Allen on the couch raped in blankets shivering and sleeping I check for a fever and oh my god I run down the street to my brother my brother and I go back to his house and carry him back my house to get the fever down.
“What are we going to do” I ask my brother
“I don’t know moms on her way home so we'll ask her”
I turn on the space heater and I sit next to him on my bed. He wakes up like 2 hours later it’s like 80 degrees in my room by now.
“Allen you ok”
“Ya where am I” he asks while looking at my blood red walls and black everything else.
“You were sick so my brother and I brought you over to my house because your heat wasn’t working.”
“You have some water"
“Ya on the nightstand behind you”
“Thanks”
“You had a fever and were shaking so ya you didn’t look very good”
“That happens from time to time I forget to take my med.”
“It makes you pass out”
“No its cause I can’t eat some foods so I don’t get all the nurturance I need”
“So you’re fine”
“Ya I’m fine”
“Ok I don’t know if my mom will let you go till she knows your fine though”
“Well mind as make do with it you know how un-fine it is to cook for yourself “
“ya I do I cook when my mom’s not home" I say with a smirk
“I’m sher you’re a good cook” he says with that beautiful smile
“Uh hu if setting hamburger helper on fire is a good cook” I say laughing
“Hey I have set things in fire like my kitchen you know how easy it is to leave the stove on” he says laughing
“Hay not funny I’ve done that but I have a electric stove” I say jokingly
“Hey did I leave the stove on”
“Oh my god I’ll go check” I say getting up really fast.

ch. 2 Dinner in flames
I ran down the street to Allen house and all I could see was smoke coming from the back of the house “holly shit” was all that was going thought my head I ran in to the house which is the stupidest thing I could do at this very moment all I find is the cat and smoke I pick up the little kitten trying not get scratched I get out of the house but low and behold I run back in (stupid stupid I know) I run up (yes up) the stairs to make sher noting important is in the house on my way down the stairs all I see is smoke and I think I see Allen but that’s it until I pass out I find myself out side only five minutes later by myself I pull out my phone and call 911 they show up in 10 seconds. After they stop the fire and give me some oxygen I get a lot of questions yes, no, I don’t know, my house.
“Ok that was a very big fire so where is the owner”
“At my house sir he’s sick sort of”
“How old is he’s “
“16 I think”
“Where are the parents? May I speak with him?”
“Yes you may”
The fire chef fallows me down the street to my house I show him the way to my room I take him through the main stairs not the back stairs the me and my brother use.
“Hold on please “
“Yes of course”
I knock on the door “come on in “
“Allen someone is here to talk to you about the house and your (I clear my thought) your parents is that ok or are you not feeling well”
“No its ok I think you should hear it too but first how is it you know my house”
“You can look at it through the window son” the fire chef steps into the room
Allen gets up and moves to the window and looks out “holy shit”
“It must have taken a couple of hours for the whatever it was that was cooking to burn up and set fire but the front of the house should be fine just smells at this point and soggy” the fire chef said trying to make a joke of it (let's just say It fell flat)
”what am I going to do” Allen says racking his fingers through his hair.
“Well fist son where are you parents”
After Alen told the fire chef how his parents had died in a explosion at his last house and how he got a lot of money from them and how there was no one he could go to in his family so he pack up and moved to the other side of the world from Japan.
An hour or so later when my mother and my brother had gotten home from the store we all sat down in my room and discussed what we would do next we settled on he would stay in the spare room next to mine till his house was up and running again when the door bell rang and it was the fire chef again to tell up that they had saved a picture of his mom and dad and also his close and his car which was luckily in the drive way.
There was just one thing I couldn’t rap my head around was how I had gotten out of the house and how Allen was in bed not touched by smoke or fire and how he had gotten to the second story without using the stairs.