Dream

So I was thinking and I've done some lay out deigns for Nathans room and the rest of the house.

Ground Floor:


Upstairs:


Nathans Room:

This next little bit of the story I use some Italian in it,I do not speak Italian, to do so I used a translator so if you can speak and read it, if it make no sense I do apologize.

Isabella's the word is just so simple, and says this is Isabella's place, come on in and enjoy yourself. The inside of the restaurant s your classic Italian eatery. A row of old worn booths line one wall, an old worn bar on the other, a collection of tables strewn about and some opera playing softly through speakers mounted through out the place. This time of day hey normally aren't that busy so it's a slow leisurely quite time, perfect for two young people to have a quite romantic meal.

“Salve e Benvenuto verso Isabella's,” The waiter said as he put two menus down in front of us.

“Salve,” I answered back as I thought I'd test the guy. “Che cosa siamo vostro speciale oggigiorno?”

“Il Giro turistico di Italia,” the waiter said with out missing a beat. “Quale Ÿ un quattro corso pasto. Prosciutto, e Parmigiano Formaggio con alcuno pane e Olio d'oliva tuffarsi sugo. Vegetale Agnolotti con un Parmigiano sugo. Tonno alla palermitana. E poich†š Deserto buio cioccolato Tortiglia.”

“You my friend are very good,” I said in English, noticing that Valkyrie didn't follow a single word of it. “But for the sake of my date. Could you please repeat that in English?”

“Grazie, and certainly,” the waiter said as he repeated what he said in English. “The Special tonight is The tour of Italy. A four course meal starting with Prosciutto and Parmesan Cheese, with some bread and an Olive Oil Dipping Sauce. Vegetable Agnolotti with a Parmesan sauce. Tuna Palermo-style. And for desert a Dark Chocolate Torte.”

“That sounds good,” Valkyrie said as she put her menu down. “Also can I get some Sweet Tea no lemon?”

“Yes ma'am, and for you sir?” the waiter said as he scribbled down the order.

“The same thing,” I said. “But I'll have a cola.”

“Right away,” the waiter said as he turned on his heel and walked towards the kitchens.

“Did you really understand what he said?”Valkyrie asked as she stared across the table at me.

“I lived in Italy for about two years,” I said. “You don't live in a place that long and not pick up the language. But I was surprised at his fluency. I was only trying to test him a little but he gets an A+.”

“Thats because my mother is a pure blooded Italian,” The waiter said as he came from behind me and put our drinks on the table. “You speak very good Italian yourself. A for your meal the Antipasto.”

The Waiter laid two plates down one in front of each of us. The plates were laden with fresh slices of Parmesan Cheese and thin slices of Prosciutto. A small dish was put in the center f the table which he then put some live Oil, in and seasoned with Salt and Pepper. A small loaf of bread was then put on a plate beside that.

As the waiter walked off I reached for the loaf of bread when I saw Valkyrie get read to cut a piece from it with a knife. and then tried my best to explain, the concept of tradition of breaking bread.”Traditionally you break a piece off by hand and then dip it in olive oil.”

Laughing the whole way as olive oil dribbled down my chin and, and through the Prosciutto and Parmesan, we found our plates empty as the second course, the vegetable Agnolotti was set before us. The Agnolotti pasta looks something like a cross between a wanton and a piece of ravioli. Lightly covered with a creamy Parmesan sauce. The pasta stuffed with Spinach delectable.

“So Val,” I said taking a sip of Soda. “What do you think of fine Italian food?”

“I wish I would have came here sooner,” Valkyrie said as she put one of the Agnolotti into hr mouth. “This is rally good.”

“I'm glad you like it,” A woman wearing a chef's coat said as she walked over towards the table.

“If I may take a wild guess,” I said as I put my fork down. “You are the proprietor of this lovely restaurant?”

“That I am,” The woman said. “I am Isabella Russo.”

“Se IO avuto un intuizione come al men del cibo servizio in paradiso sono sicuro questo sarei acceso lo,” I could not help from saying it. If I had a guess as to the menu of the food served in heaven, I'm sure this would be on it.

“Tu parlare tutto buono Italiano,” Isabella said with a smile. “Posso chiedere dove tu imparare lo?”

“IO viv-in in Emilia-Romagna poich†š due anni d'etê,” I responded, politely.

“Can you please speak in English?” Valkyrie asked as she couldn't understand a word of what was just said.

“Sorry,” I laughed. “Just got caught up in the moment.”

“I am sorry as well,” Isabella said with a slight bow. “Again it is a pleasure to have you here. Please enjoy your meal.”

It seems that they give you not one moment of rest between the courses because as son as the Agnolotti was finished the Tonno alla palermitana was set before us. A thick tuna steak that has been breaded with fresh herbs and flour, pan fried, served on top of a portobello mushroom cap and a wedge of Fresh Parmesan cheese. The first cut of the tuna steak proves it to be a moist piece of fish, and tender enough to be cut with a fork. The taste betrays it's looks, the citrus like hint of cilantro, the elegant flavor of oregano, and the bliss of the tuna all merge into one almost orgasmic burst of flavor.

I sat there looking a the plate before me. I was almost dreading what was to come next each dish was beer than the last, surely the desert would be so divine that my taste buds would commit suicide from the experience of it's taste. Once it was set in front of me. I sat there marveling at it's magnificence the slice of the dark chocolate torte that set before me, the surface was smooth and it's color that of obsidian. A sickly sweet aroma of fresh baked pastry and the smell of chocolate filled my nose as I marveled and prayed that it would taste as good as it looks.

“I almost feel sorry,” Valkyrie said as she took the desert spoon into her hand. “This looks almost too good to eat.”

“That makes two of us,” I said as I picked up my own. “Qui al fine di un buono pasto.”

I dug my spoon into a small bit of the torte I was going to enjoy every bite of this, Gluttony be damned. As the first bit of chocolate touched my tongue, a symphony of flavors burst forth all merging together to form a melody of exquisite taste that caused my taste buds to sing praises to the almighty creator of the universe. Slowly I savored each and every bite, one after the other. I almost started to cry once it all came to an end.

I sat there not thinking I could eat again for a week, waiting on the check as I talked to Val. It's funny they get you your food like that but you have to wait for the check. When I finally arrived, I fished out my wallet from my back pocket and took thirty dollars from it, and placed it along with the bill on the table as I helped Val into her coat before we headed out into the dying day.

“So you were no kidding about knowing these different languages were you?” Val asked me as we walked along the path that leaded to the edge of town.

“No I was not,” I answered as we walked along. “But sometimes I forget that I speak English as a predominate language and I'll say something to someone with out thinking about it. It can get confusing.”

We talked and talked as the snow lightly fell and crunched beneath our feet. Slowly making our way back to our homes. What's going to happen next? What will happen when we get to her house? These question raced through my head. Truth be told I was nervous more so than I have ever been before.

When we finally reached her house, we stood there the snow falling all around us, neither of us saying anything. My face was starting to flush from the cold and embarrassment, trying to think of something to say. “Moi avais un buono Zeit,” Everything I said came out a jumbled mix of French, Spanish, Italian, and German. I could have kicked myself, but for some reason I didn't care.

“I don't know what you said but thank you,” Val said as she stepped up onto the tips of her feet to get up to my height and kissed me softly on the cheek. “I'll see you later.” With that she walked up the little path towards the door of her home, as I stood there my hand pressed against my cheek. That was my first kiss.

I walked slowly down the half mile stretch between our houses, replaying what just happened in my mind. Not really paying much attention, I almost walked past house. No one was there, but a note left on the desk told me why. Seph was staying at a friend house for a birthday party, and Vlad was at work. I was left all alone as I sat down in front of my laptop to read my emails. When I fund nothing new I went over to the bed and laid down staring at the ceiling.

It's been a few days since I last saw Valkyrie I've busied myself with getting everything organized and ready for school I've been up to the school one time to talk with the administration to get everything in order. And every time I try to pick up the phone and call I just freeze. I don't know why it is but I want to hear her voice I want to see her smile and inhale her scent, but I'm parallelized by fear when I try to call.

“Come on Nathan,” I grunted as I smacked my head into the wall, beside the phone. “You wan to talk to her to see her again but you can't call?” A felling of pure worthlessness washed over me as I sat there, my head against the wall. “If you won't call at least go see her.”

Go to her house, Why didn't I think of that sooner? I grabbed my coat and headed out the door, leaving a note for whoever comes back home. All it ever seems to do is snow, there's a good foot on the ground as I trudged along. When I finally came to the Olsky Residence, I was numbed by fear and cold only forcing myself to move along up the path. When I reached the Honey stained Oak door I paused for a second, what would I say, what would I do if it was her dad or someone else? There's no going back I told myself. I rang the bell and waited for a minute or so.

When the door opened, I was taken aback by the presence of the person who answered the door. A tall slender man with graying hair looked right at me and me right at him. “May I help you?” The man said with a hint of a Russian accent.

“I, I was wanting to know if Valkyrie may be around?” I stuttered, nervously.

The man looked me up and down before he spoke again, “You must be Nathan, please come in.” I followed the man into the foyer area of the house, a dark colored hardwood floor, and a deep navy blue wall paper accented with White Trim lined the walls, of the room. “Valkyrie is not here right now but I expect her home shortly. Why don't we have a little man to man talk, please follow me.”

I followed the man whom I presumed to be Valkyrie's father by the way he spoke to a lushly furnished room. The room had he same hardwood floors but along the walls lined bookcases and two leather chairs, and a small sofa sat in he middle of the room with a desk pushed against one wall, a fire place on the opposite with a large flat screen Television on the mantle.

“Please take a seat,” The man said as he sat in one of the chairs. “I'm if you haven't guessed by now, Valkyries father. Mayor Nikolai Olsky. I must say it is a pleasure to finally meet you.”

“The pleasure is mine sir,” I said gaining some of my confidence back. “You have a lovely home, what little I have seen of it anyways.”

“Bah, call me Nikolai,” Nicolai said as leaned back. “No need for formalities. But do you prefer to be called Nathan or Nate?”

“I do not have a preference,” I said honestly. “I've me people who call me by my full name or by Nate, it bothers me not which I am called.”

“I'll just call you Nate then,” Nikolai said as he moved around a bit. “You know I was worried at first, when my little Valkyrie said that she found her self a special man. Someone I've never met. Someone I don't know. But then she told me that Vladimir Garrard was your uncle I eased up a little. But I want to know a little more. How did you meet my daughter by chance prey tell?”

“Truth be told I first met her five years ago when I stayed with my uncle for the summer,” I answered earnestly. “Then by pure random lucky I ran into her just a week ago.”

“So you are the mysterious little boy from five years ago?” Nikolai said as he leaned back slightly.

“Yes,” I said, as I sat there letting myself sink into the chair.

Nikolai didn't say anything as he sat there staring into the fire grate where a small fire burned. I looked over wondering what he saw in the flames, he shortly after grabbed a framed picture he handed it to me, the picture was of a younger version of him his hair not so gray at the time, a beautiful woman whom I presumed o be Valkyries mother and a young girl whom I presumed to be Valkyrie. As I studied the picture he slowly stared to speak again. “I'm all that Valkyrie has left, her mother died when she was three. I've taken care of and protected her for this long. But deep down in my heart and in the back of my mind I knew this day would someday come to pass. She's just like her mother when I meet her, at your age. I want you to know this.” He turned and looked at me, the warmth drained from his eyes replaced with an Icy coldness and malice intent. “If you ever hurt her, I'll make sure you never see the sun rise again.”

I swallowed hard, trying to remain calm as I spoke. “Nikolai, if anything I would never hurt Valkyrie. I would sooner make her cry from laughing so hard than make her cry from pain. Thee past few days, I've tried to bring myself to calling to say something, but panic over took me each time I grabbed the phone. I can not explain it, nay I can not find the words to explain it. I love Valkyrie with all my heart.”

“Nate,” Nikolai said as he stood up, and walked over to the small bar in the corer, and poured himself a drink. “I want to say this, and only this. You have my blessing. If you cared half as much for Valkyrie as you say you do, you are a better man than I.” The front door opened and I heard Valkyrie calling out saying she was home, as Nikolai sat back down. “I'm in my study,” Nikolai called out as footsteps could be heard coming closer. “I'm entertaining a friend of yours.”

“Daddy you know how my friends are about your entertaining,” Valkyrie said as she opened the door and fell silent.

“I'm sorry I haven't got in touch sooner,” I said as I stood up. “Your father was kind enough to let me in and entertain me while you were out.”

“Daddy, you didn't threaten him did you?” Valkyrie said her voice a little shaky.

“Only a little Pumpkin,” Nikolai said to Valkyrie.

“It's alright,” I cooed to her. “I understand where he was getting at, you are his daughter, and I'm some young kid who's fallen for you. If I were him I would feel the same way.”

“You have nothing to worry about Pumpkin,” Nikolai said as he leaned back sipping from his glass. “I like Nate. He cares about you, and I can tell he would never harm you. And that is all that matters to me.”

“Your father is a great man,” I said as I followed Valkyrie down the hall to another room.

“He's raised me to be who I am,” Valkyrie said as she opened the door and I followed her into a room unlike the one I was in earlier. The floor covered in a thick lush deep chocolate colored shag carpet. The walls pained a deep purple color, and covered with old movie posters, a large silver screen took up one wall and a few large leather chairs sat in front of it. A billiards table sat on the other side of the room, with a ping pong table top leaned against a wall. “This is my favorite place, in the house, you want to play a game of pool?”

“It's been a while but sure why not,” I said stretching my arms. “Your break or mine?”

“Lets see what you have,” Valkyrie said as she handed me a cue stick.

The table itself showed signs of use and a good beating. Making me wonder how good my opponent is. I took the cue getting a feel for how it held, and then lined up my shot. For a few seconds I looked down the table calculating a shot, and then just let it fly. A loud satisfying crack and all 16 of the balls scattered, the Cue to one side and the rest all over the place. As not one of them went into any of the 6 pockets along the corners and long sides of the table, I stood back and let Val take her shot.

As I watched her move about, I knew that I had already lost the game. She was so calculative, just watching her pace back and forth the intent she was showing was purely amazing. Once she finally decided on a shot, she lined it up and took the shot. The grace and fluid movement she embodied with each shot mesmerized me, finally when she missed one and it was my turn to go again, I just stood there for a second. I wanted to grab a hold of her and hold her close to me and whisper sweet nothings into her ear than take a shot but my male ego was taking over, I wasn't going to go down without a fight.

I lined up my shot and then took it, rebounding the cue just ever so slightly for another shot. The next shot I wasn't so lucky, I was able o make anther in but my only shot would be impossible to make in or I'd have to use one of the solids as a bumper.

“Looks like I may win this after all,” Valkyrie laughed as she saw what I was faced with.

“Maybe not,” I said as I looked at it. “It's a very long shot to try but it may work.”

“Don't tell me,” Valkyrie laughed even harder, as I popped the cue ball over the seven ball and knocked the thirteen straight into the eight, and sinking it, the one thing I didn't want to. “The pop fly maneuver. Which was a valiant effort but a crash and burn.”

My ego completely shattered, I lost to a girl, the girl I loved at that. But just hearing her laugh, was worth it, seeing her hair fluttered around her shoulders as she stood there on the verge of tears. All I wanted to do was hold her, feel her warm body pressed against mine. My body took over as I walked over and wrapped my arm around her, holding her close to me. The scent of her shampoo filled my nose as I held her.

“It was worth a try,” I cooed into her ear. “But as you can see it didn't work.”

“No it didn't,” She said as she twisted herself to face me. “But sill it was worth a shot.”

All I wanted to do was hold her and kiss her, as the door opened. “I hope I'm not intruding,” Nikolai said as he stepped into the room. “But I was wondering if you would like to stay for dinner.”

“I guess that would be nice,” I said as I let go of Valkyrie and turned slightly red. “All I was going to eat was some leftovers from lunch anyways.”

“That won't do,” Nikolai said as he stood there. “I formally invite you to dinner.”

“Then I formally accept,” I said giving a warm smile.

“Well then, dinner will be ready in an hour,” Nikolai said turning and walking out the door.

I walked over to one of the recliners and sat down. Leaning my head back I sighed, and then softly spoke. “That was a close one. I do love you Val but to be honest your dad can scare the living shit out of me.”

“Don't worry,” Valkyrie said as she leaned over me and kissed my forehead. “He means well, and he is just afraid of loosing me, like momma.”

“I was told about that,” I said with sympathy in my voice. “He showed me a picture of you three. You look just like your mother, and from what your father had told me, just like her. I'm sure she would be proud to call you her daughter.”

A tear welled up in Valkyrie's eyes as stood there, trying to find the words to speak. I stood up and walked around the chair and wrapped my arms around her holding her, comforting her. She wept softly into my shoulder as she began to speak. “I love you.” It was all she said those three words that convey so much by saying so little. It took the breath from my body as I heard them.

“I love you as well,” I whispered softly in her ear, before kissing her on her cheek. “Till the end of time.”

Neither of us said much for the next hour, as we sat and watched some old noir film played on the giant silver screen. Val sat snuggled beside me in one of the over sized chairs. Her scent filling my nostrils, made it hard for me to focus on the movie. I was entranced by her, everything she did, the way she moved, her soft spoken voice. I would have jumped clear across the room had I not been so relaxed, when Nickolai came in announcing dinner, as the credits started to roll. I almost didn't want to move, I was at peace. But my stomach has more willpower than my sense of tranquility.

Dinner, was something a completely new experience for me, I have never been to Russia, so the language and food of the country are all new experiences to me. The only thing I know of Russia is Vodka, Borscht, and Ballet. But veal stroganoff is something I have never had.

“This all looks so good,” I said as I sat down at the table. “I've never had stroganoff before.”

“Well then,” Nikolai said rubbing his hands together. “You truly are in for a treat.”

I believe that the first bite will tell you how god a meal is going to be. My pallet has been graced by food from all over the world. But Russian was never one of those things until now. A creamy sauce covering thin strips of veal, mixed with mushrooms and onions. Not one flavor overpowering the other's. The flavors of each working together in unison to make a harmonious blend of taste. “This is really good,” I said after swallowing a few bites.

“I'm glad you like it,” Nikolai said as he forked some into his own mouth. “Would you mind if I ask you a few questions just so I can get to know you a little better?”

“Ask a way,” I said as I took a sip of water.

“I understand that you will be attending school here,” Nikolai said getting to the point. “Would you be kind enough to tell me what grade you are in?”

“My age would put me as a junior seeing as I am 16 and all,” I answered. “But where I have traveled around so much, and studied a international academies. I'm actually a senior.”

“A senior you say?” Nikolai said impressed. “Then you must have some plans as to your future.”

“Yes and no,” I answered politely. “I've thought about it, but where I'm still practically a kid, I'm going to hold off on furthering my education for a year or so. I turn 17 here in 3 months time, and I'll graduate in 4. I just want to collect myself a bit more, and then decide on what to do.”

“That seems wise,” Nikolai said. “It's best to decide on what you want to do than rush it and be miserable. I always wanted to be a lawyer. But circumstances kept me from being one, but then I'm grateful for that, because I would have never met my darling Jo Anne, and my see child Valkyrie would have never been given to me.” Tears welled up inside Nikolai's eyes as he said that last part. “Love changes everything. I took a job working for the city government, and as time passed, I ran for office,and now I'm where I am today.”

Throughout the res of dinner the conversation kept on me, it seemed as if I was being interrogated but the tone and manner the questions were asked were out of pure curiosity. The meal went on and on and on, until the food was gone. It was dark outside as I waked back that half a mile the evening running through my head. What Nikolai had said to me, Val crying into my shoulder, the conversation a dinner. Then thoughts started pouring into my head. My future, what will I do? It all confuses me so much, I would like to give back to the world in some way. Public servant, Teacher, the list of possibilities. I told myself to sleep on it and then let it work it's way out in due time.

A few more days pass, some days I'm visiting her, or she's come to visit me. But whatever the case. It is the first day of the spring semester, my last days of high school. I'm a bit nervous it's been ages since I've been in an American school system. Factor in that I've studied all over the globe, It could draw unwanted attention to me. I'm just a normal kid who's had an abnormal life.

Sephora was still getting ready, as I left. I promised Valkyrie that I would walk with her, to the school. I shocked me so much to see everyone, I just blended right in. People laughing, texting, talking, running, walking. All these people, my peers, I felt some ease of comfort yet, the day has just begun.

“I guess I'll see you latter,” I said as I headed towards the administrators office.

“I hope so,” Valkyrie said as she walked off towards her own class.

The Administration Offices every where, hey are always the same. A long counter, some chairs, and a slew of doors leading to offices. Behind the desk some one answering phones and filling out absentee forms.

“Can I help you?” The woman behind the counter said as I walked up towards it.

“Um, I'm Nathan Beckett,” I said. “I've met with the administration already but I'm supposed to start classes today.”

“Hold on just a second,” The woman said, as she picked up a receiver. “Mr. Wells there is a Mr. Nathan Beckett here, who says he is to start classes here today.” The woman paused for a second as she listen to the man on the other end. The woman hung up the phone, and then locked back over to me. “Please take a seat, Mr. Wells will be with you shortly.”

“Thank you,” I said as I walked over to where th row of chairs were.

“Nathan my boy,” A man said as he walked around he counter, and walked over to where I was siting. “I'm glad to see you, again.”

Mr. Wells your average run of the mill Headmaster Principle whatever you want to call him. Dressed in a simple beige suit, clean shaved and well groomed. Friendly, yet serious. He's the kind of guy that just makes you feel like there is nothing to worry about. Someone that people like to be around.

“Mr. Wells,” I said shaking his hand. “The pleasure is all mine. Though I'm excited and nervous at the same time.”

“Bah poppycock,” Mr. Wells said as he clapped me on my shoulder. “You will be fine. I'm sure your home room teacher would be more than willing to help you, and so would your classmates.”

“And this teacher would be?” I asked getting to the point.

“Ah forgive my manners,” Mr. Wells said as we walked from the office. “Your home room teacher is Mr. Lewis, the Psychology teacher. He has been informed that you will be joining his home room for your last semester, and you will receive your class schedule from him.”

I followed Mr. Wells to the second floor to room number 217 where he knocked on the door. I waited a few seconds until Mr. Lewis opened it and stepped outside, into the hall. “Mr. Wells can I help you?”

“You certainly may Timothy,” Mr. Wells said. “This is your new student Nathan Beckett.”

“It's a pleasure to meet you,” Mr. Lewis said offering his hand.

“The same,” I said shaking his.

“Will that be all Mr. Wells?” Mr. Lewis said as he let go.

“I'm sure that I will,” Mr. Wells said as he turned to walk of.

“Well then shall we?” Mr. Lewis said as he opened the door and walked in, with me following in his wake.

The classroom that Mr. Lewis used, was unique to say the least. The walls covered in posters of diagrams of the human brain, and other things. The desk arranged in a manner that everyone one the room was facing each other, a small podium in front of a blackboard. I could feel all eyes on me.

“Class,” Mr. Lewis said clearing his throat. “As some of you may have guessed by now we have a new student joining us today. “Mr. Nathan Beckett. I expect you to be friendly and help him with anything he may need.”

“It's a pleasure to meet you,” I said as informally as I could.

“Please take a seat,” Mr. Lewis said.

I looked around the room, to see a few open seats, and took one near a window, where a bunch of guys had congregated. I think mostly that where it as a bunch of guys, I felt some comfort, more so than I would have if it was a bunch of girls.

“Sup bra,” one of the guys said as I sat down. “Were you from?”

“Where, should I say?” I laughed. “I've been too many places, to remember. The last of which, believe it or not was in southern France.”

“Your lying,” another one said. “There is no way.”

“Australia, Brazil, England, France, Germany, Greece, Italy, Spain, take your pick,” I laughed. “I've been too many places. My parents moved around a lot due to there work. I just got taken around with them. Truth is this is the first time I've been in the sates in about 5 years.”

“Dude,” a third said. “That is awesome. The names Matt, by the way. The other two are Joe, and Mike.” He pointed at the first two to speak.

“It's nice to meet you all,” I said.

“So bra why did your folks come to our little town?” Joe asked.

“They didn't,” I said, last I heard from them they were up in Canada. I'm saying with some relatives. I just want to finish school in an American school, not some International Academy. So I'm staying with my Uncle Vladimir.”

“Wait,” Mike said putting his hand up to stop me. You are related to Sephora Garrard?”

“Seph is my cousin yes,” I said.

“One of the only two girls in this school who guys are afraid to ask out,” Matt said. “Because of there dad.”

“Look Vladimir may seem kind of intimidating,” I said. “But he really isn't. And who is the other?”

“Well it's better said that it's not that people are afraid to ask her out it's just that everyone who has asked her she's turned them down,” Joe said. “And that is Valkyrie Olsky. But bra, her dad will scare the living shit out of you if you ever meet him.”

“You've no idea,” I laughed. “I know Val, and I've meet Nikolai as well. I've know Val for a few years at that, the last time I was in the states I was saying here, and I knew her back then.”

I didn't have the heart to say that I was actually dating Valkyrie, I think I may have boasted a little too much, with what I have said, but then, I think I was being modest. Snow was falling outside the window. As I sat there in mindless conversation, something I've no idea how long since it has been that I've done in English, when Mr. Lewis handed me my class schedule and locker assignment.

Business Math, English, History, Computer Science, and Science. It's the classes that I need to graduate. I head to Business Math on the third floor, then to English next door, History on the first floor, then the lunch hour begins where I've nothing for two hours nor does the entire school as lunch progresses. After that, Comp Sci on the second floor, and Science on the third. Then the day is done and on home I go.

“Bra, like we have the same classes,” Joe said as he looked a my schedule. “Just follow me bra and I'll get you there.”

“That would be nice,” I said as the bell rang saying that home room has ended.

Business Math, what a waste of a person's time. Balancing a check book, addition and subtraction, budgeting. All things someone would normally learn by the fourth grade. Bored out of my mind I nearly fell asleep. English was a little bit better, different than what I'm used to with English classes but still interesting to say the least. History of from the point of view of the US, finally something that can make you laugh when you've seen it so many different ways. The revolutionary war was different from the English point of view.

“Hey bra,” Joe said as the bell rang. “Wanna come with us and get some munchies?”

“Ah sorry,” I said as I grabbed my notes. “But I've prior arrangements. But I'll see you in Computer Science. Latter.”

“Later bra,” Joe said walking off out of the room.

A quick stop at my locker, and down to the main hall. This school is huge. Four floors, eighty class rooms, two thousand students. It's mind boggling how so many people come here each day, yet this place still seems so empty, cold distant, and yet warm and inviting. The main hall, is basically a huge entrance, area, to one side is a cafeteria, a large courtyard, the entrance to the school, the entrance to the Gymnasium, the Office, and some vending machines that are on a time lock.

I was told to wait beside the doors the courtyard, and that I did. A slight chill permeated from the plate glass windows that lined the doors to he courtyard, as I leaned against one waiting for Valkyrie. Student's walking past a few I recognized from my morning classes.

“Nate!” I heard Valkyrie call out from my left. “Over here!”

I turned to see her with a group of people. I walked over, and tried to keep nonchalant about my connection with Valkyrie. That was until she wrapped her arms around me. I could have melted, both from embarrassment, and the pure bliss of her holding on to me. When she let go, I was finally able to speak. Once more though my voice was a little shaky. “Hello.”

“You must be Nathan,” One of the guys said, offering his hand out for me to sake it. “Welcome.”

“That would be me,” I said feeling slightly relieved.

“This is Jason, Maddy, Benny, and Anna,” Valkyrie said introducing me of each of them.

“It's a pleasure to meet the guy who has Val all up in the clouds,” Maddy said, as she pulled her long black hair back, leaving a shorter strand of red framing the right side of her face.

It as Valkyrie's turn to blush this time as she stood there trying to come up with something to say. “I, I am not up in the clouds.”

“The clouds no, but La La Land yes,” Anna said as she walked over and patted me on the back. “Val you made a good choice. If I wasn't hooked to Benny, and Nathan wasn't yours, I'd snatch him up in an instant.”

“Looks like you got some competition,” Jason said nudging Benny in the rib.

“I'm not to worried,” Benny said as he shook my hand. “Besides look at him, he's the same as
Val. He's completely in La La Land.”

“Alright boys,” Anna said as she walked over and grabbed Jason by the shoulder. “It's lunch time, now lets eat.”

When she said that, I had remembered something, I didn't bring anything for lunch, and the line at the cafeteria looked like it would last a while. I could have slapped myself for being so stupid. “I forgot my lunch,” I muttered as they walked off.

That was until Valkyrie grabbed my hand and dragged me off behind the others. “I made lunch for the both of us.”

A feeling of pure love washed over me as she said that. I've not had any cooking of Valkyrie's, so what it would be like I didn't know. But if it was anything like her fathers then I'm sure I would love it. From what I gathered as we walked along to an empty table in the student lounge, I gathered that Valkyrie must have been the 5th wheel till I came along. Anna and Jason, Maddy and Benny, and then Valkyrie with no one. My heart sank slightly as I though of it. Everyone sat down, as I went and bought some drinks, my treat to everyone for inviting me into there group. When I returned, with the drinks, Valkyrie has began unpacking the food, she made. Everyone else was doing the same.

“Itadakimasu,” I said as I put the drinks down.

“What did you say?” Anna asked as she picked up a bottle of Orange Juice.

“Lets eat,” I said, sitting down. The food before me all looked so great, I could barely wait. “This look so good.”

“Then eat,” Valkyrie urged. “And tell me what you think.”

I picked up a plastic spoon and stuck it into the the stew, that was siting in front of me. The aroma of it was delectable, the taste failed to let me down, a sweet undertone mellowed a spicy garlicky taste to the chunks of chicken that pooled around with the potatoes and carrots. They say that the say to a mans heart is through his stomach and after that first bite, my heart would had riped itself from my chest and handed itself to her had it the chance.

“Val,” I said as I put the spoon down. “If I had ate this every day I probably would be the size of a house. I love your cooking.”

For an hour and a half we all sat there, trading our own stories. Laughing and listening, crying, and shouting. How long has it been since I've spent time like this? With people who are all native to one common language, good close friend's, people in love? It's mind boggling to think about, most of my days I never really got to see this side of people. I moved around so much, and mos people I know were guarded around me a first, but time has softened those locks and I'm lucky to know some of them.

As the bell tolled, signaling the end of lunch, we had been siting for a good hour and a half. Valkyrie and here friends going there own ways as I headed back to the second floor for Computer Science. This is possibly the most useless class I have ever had to take. From what I'm guessing, Typing, and General Computer use, Easy enough but sill I'd rather be doing something else.

After an hour or so of listening to the monotone droning of the Computer Science teacher I headed to the staircase up to the 3rd floor for my last class, Science. This class seems to prove it self interesting, a mix of general science, chemistry, and biology. But what I really waned to do was get out of here, as to spend some time with Valkyrie.

As the hour finally passed, I headed down to the main lobby and waited. Not long did I wait until she jumped me from the back and clung on to me. “Hello,” Valkyrie said as she let go of me.

“It's nice to see you to,” I said rubbing my neck. “You ready?”

“Just about,” Valkyrie said as she buttoned the last button on her coat and grabbed my arm. “Now I am.”

I don't know why but I think it may be how she is, that draws me so close to her. I try to see myself down to earth, yet here I am, stricken by cupids arrow, every time I am around her, my heart takes flight. Every time we are apart, I find myself thinking about her. I'm torn, between my sense of reality and love.

We walked along past shops and other people, some students whispering to each other as hey say us. I didn't care right now, yet he whole school, nay the whole world know, that Valkyrie Olsky and I, Nathan Beckett are an item, bound in love. Tell everyone, let it be known that I love this girl.

We walked along the snow covered path, towards our homes, Seeing as Vladimir is probably still asleep at this hour, we went to Valkyries home to spend a few hours together, and do what ever. Valkyrie fixed a small snack as we a and tried to help each other with homework. It seemed some of our teachers, cut straight to it, and gave us work on the firs day of class.

“You almost seem like a member of the family,” Nikolai laughed as he walked into the kitchen where we were sitting. “Working on homework?”

“Yes sir,” I said as I put away my own math, homework. “More or less, me helping Valkyrie. I've little to do, and already done it.”

“I hope you can help her improve her grades a little,” Nikola said glaring down a me. “I would love to see what she makes at least B's this semester.”

“I'll try my best, but I've got to keep my grades up myself,” I laughed. “I'm supposed to gradate at the end of the semester. But I'm more than willing to help Val.”

“I'm counting on it,” Nikolai said, as he walked out of the room.

The sun was just staring to set as I walked back down the road towards my home, wind sweeping up as I walked along. My mind preoccupied, by reflection of the day. Sephora was sitting on the couch when I walked in, and with out a word waved, as I past and said hello, waling up the stairs an into my room.

In the days and weeks to come, school has become somewhat routine, word spread quick about the mysterious new guy and Valkyrie, everyone gave me the eye, as I passed them in the halls. I doesn't help that I'm some how in the top 5 students of my class. Dating one of the most well know girls in the school kind of adds in to me being Mr. Popular anymore.

The seasons changed as well, as winter has turned to spring, the flowers start to bloom, and everything turns green. The sweet aroma of everything mixing together, love fills the air, as heartbreak and mending take a common place, in daily life.

As spring has come and with it the start of spring break. I've two options I could follow, for this week. Visit my parents who I would see for roughly 2 hours a day at most, or spend time here. I decided to spend my week here, I'd rather spend my days laying in the wood, gazing a the sky, and be close to my love, than see my parents for very little, and not be near any of my friends.

It's a warm and sunny Monday the perfect start for a week of no school, and no worries. Mid Terms ended, last week so no one left any of there students any home work, I think due to the fact that they have to grade the mid terms and want a break afterwards. But with my rest and relaxation I thought to spend my time loafing about taking in some sun.

My upper body bared to the sun, letting my skin absorb the light from the sun, as I laid there my hands together resting behind my head, in my little Sanctum, the clearing in the woods. The sounds of birds chirping, and animals moving about gave a serene natural peace to everything.

I don't know how long I had been laying here, when I heard footsteps coming closer. I paid them no mind. I was a peace and whoever it was as welcome to come and join me. I was no until they walked into view that I saw who it was. Standing before me, I saw the envision of beauty, that Valkyrie portrayed. The hem of her yellow sun dress waving slightly in the light breeze holding a basket. How he light cast shadows down, she truly looked angelic sanding there. I grabbed my t-shirt and threw it back on as I sat up and stared trying to think of something to say.

But I couldn't come up with anything, before what happened next. Valkyrie dropped the basket and tackled me back down onto the ground and held me tight. Kissing me, she let her grip loosen but still held onto me. “Sephora told me I might find you out here.”

“Hello to you too,” I said as I wrapped my arms around her. “What brings you to find me and then tackle me and kiss me?”

Valkyrie blushed a little as she got off of me letting me stand up and brush the wild grass off my back side. “I waned to know if you waned to go on a picnic.” She said holding up the basket.

A picnic, only Valkyrie wold surprise me like this. I couldn't help but smile. “I would love to.”

“Really!” she squealed as her face brightened up.

“Really,” I said as I brushed a lock of hair from her face. “And we are in the perfect spot.”

I was already laying on an old weathered blanket so as for something to sit on there was no problem there, The basket was put to one side and I laid back in a relaxed way watching as Valkyrie, moved abut getting everything just right. The way she moved, told me she had a plan, and this was something she wanted no help with. I admired her as she moved about the sunlight accenting her soft features. When she sat down on the blanket I sat up out of respect, anticipating what she had made.

I tried to not to get my hopes up, but I love Valkyrie's cooking s anything she made would be fine by me. A large container of what appeared to be Potato Salad, some country ham, and biscuits, Celery with Peanut Butter, just a random assortment of things. As we ate we talked about this and that, what are we going to do, stuff like that. But our fun was short lived, as clouds started to move in brining a light drizzle with them. We packed everything up in a hurry and ducked under the ratty old blanket as we slowly made our way back to the house. By the time we made it inside it was pouring down hard, Sephora was in the den watching TV, Vladimir was asleep still, and us soaking wet.

“I'm all soaked,” Valkyrie said as we stepped into the kitchen.

I looked over at Valkyrie and she looked a me, then we both started laughing. “We look like a couple drowned rats. Let me see if Seph will let you borrow something to change into.” I walked out of the kitchen and into the den, I was only wearing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt but I was sill soaked to the bone. “Hey Seph, were going to need your help. Got anything that Val can wear?”

“Why?” Sephora asked as she turned and saw me soaked. “Never mind, I'll take her up and see what I can find.”

“Thank you Seph,” I said as I walked over towards the staircase as Val, and Seph followed me up.

My clothes were too wet to put into the clothes basket that was crammed over into a corner so I had to change then take them to the bathroom and ring them out, then I threw them into the basket. I left the door open, as and laid down on he bed listening to the light ratatat of the rain against the pain glass door. Lost in thought.

A light knock on my open bedroom door brought me back to reality, when I looked over Valkyrie was sitting here in a worn out old T-shirt, and a pair of Pajama Bottoms. I never really thought about it or even noticed it but Valkyrie and Sephora are about the same figure, and seeing her dressed like that, made me wonder, what it would be like if we lived together.

“Can I come in?” Valkyrie asked Sheepishly, as she stood in the door.

“S-sure,” I fumbled. “Have a seat.” I moved over to the desk chair and let Valkyrie sit down on the bed. So we could talk a little.

“I knew I should have checked the weather,” Valkyrie said as she sat down pulling her hair through her fingers.

“It didn't even say anything about rain,” I offered trying to comfort her, as I brought up a weather report. “But it looks like the general area is going to be covered. With rain for a few days. Why don't we go somewhere. You kwnow just the two of us on a day trip.”

“Where?” Valkyrie asked as she looked over at me. “Lets see there is a commuter Train that leaves at 7am to the shore, thats about a 2 hour trip. We could go to the Cape, and spend a day. Rain or shine, it doesn't matter.”

“I don't have any money for anything like that,” Valkyrie said as she hung her head.

I wheeled my chair over, and cupped her cheek in my hand. “You don't need any. You tried to do something sweet for me, I want to do something myself. Besides even if it's just for a day I need to get out of this place, and I wouldn't want to be with out you, it would not be any fun.”

The rain was unrelenting to the point that it was impossible for anyone to wan to go out of the house. Valkyrie had called home saying where she was and she was alright, though Nikolai was a bit worried, as for the present company. But I could assure him till the cows came home that nothing would happen. It does not change the fact, that his daughter is staying under the same roof as the one guy who is madly in love with her. If I was him I would worry to. But Valkyrie was staying in Sephora's room with her, and I locked my door to keep any unwanted visits, though I would no object to it, I still have a shred of decency and moral fiber left in my body, just enough to keep my primal needs and urges in check.

Two white doves are flying off into the distance landing on a tree by a nest. Inside the nest is little baby birds. Crying out for food and comfort from their mother and father. In the tree are other animals, a falcon who watches over the inhabitants of the tree. A chipmunk who stores food for the winter. A robin who nurtures and cares for the young baby birds whilst the mother and father are away, and a owl who is wise and consults with the inhabitants of the tree.

This tree like many in the forest is an ancient oak, it's inhabitants have lived in it for generations past. Helping and protecting one another. A life of love and harmony, the tree gives it's branches strong and sturdy for the creatures to live, it's leaves, to shade and keep them safe. In return the animals do no harm upon the tree.

Again and again I have this dream, it's meaning lost to me, though somehow I feel that it is connected to me somehow. How I do not know but I feel great deep connections to this dream and my life. The great Cosmic powers of the universe work in mysterious ways, they are trying to tell me something but what I do not know.

But I was up early, the clock on my desk telling me it was a quarter after five, when I heard some bumbling around outside. Sephora would sill be asleep, maybe Vladimir was up but the noise was from up here. When I opened my door, I saw who was making the commotion. “Your up rather early.”

“Not really I'm up around now to begin with every day,” Valkyrie said surprised. “Why are you up?”

“Can't sleep late myself,” I yawned as I scratched my head. “Come on I'll fix us some coffee.”

Down stairs in the kitchen I put to mugs down on the table, and took the coffee pot from the warmer. Then in the fridge I dug out a carton of cream. I poured two cups of coffee, and put some cream into my own, mixing it in.

“Did you really mean what you said?” Valkyrie asked as she blew the steam from her mug. “About a day trip, just the two of us?”

“I've the money to cover it,” I said. “The rains died down so I would say it would be safe to take you home now. If you want to go we still have a good hour and a half before the rain leaves the station. That would be more than enough time to change into something more comfortable for a day trip, wouldn't you say?”

“I agree,” Valkyrie said as she took a sip of coffee. “I would like to go.”

We finished our coffee, and I wrote down a note, for Sephora and Vladimir. I went up stairs, and put on a pair of khaki Short's a plain white T-Shirt and a short sleeve button up shirt over it. Nothing to fancy, just something very casual, for a day out of town.

When we got back to Valkyrie's home, Nikolai up and about, something I didn't expect. He thanked me for keeping Valkyrie safe, and kind of turned gray when he heard of our plans for the day. He pulled me aside as Valkyrie went to change.

“Nathan I trust you,” Nikolai said as he put hand on my shoulder. “Please keep Valkyrie safe.”

“I will do all that I can to keep her in one piece,” I said as I patted his hand. “You have my word. I will go through the seven layers of hell if has what it would take.”

“Nathan,” Nikolai said, as he sat down a mug of coffee. “I find it hard to think of you as a bad person. I want to think of you as my son. Anytime you need anything, just ask.”

“Nikolai,” I said trying to think of something to say. “If I ever need anything, I will let you know.”

A Few short minutes later, Valkyrie came back down stairs, my breath taken away, she was wearing another long flowing sun dress like the yellow one but this one, was white. If I was not in the present company of her father I would have swept her up into my arms and kissed her.

“You look beautiful,” I said feeling my cheeks flush. It was almost as if we were getting ready to go to prom. “Shall we go?”

“Do be careful,” Nikolai said as he walked over and hugged Valkyrie. “I trust you both to say safe.”

“I will make I my personal duty to keep her safe,” I said to Nikolai as I put my hand on his shoulder.

“I know you will,” Nikolai said. “Now go.”

After our goodbye, we were finally on our way tot he train station, he rain as leaving in thirty minutes, it would take 15 to get to the station and another five to get boarding passes. Once at the train station, people were out and about bustling along, people commuting to the bigger cities for their daily work, I was able to get two tickets for the Shore Line Express Commuter, and we were able to board with five minutes to spare.

The Shore Line Express, is a simple yet dependable bullet train, that reaches speeds of 100 miles an hour, it's total running trip is an hour and half 150 miles towards the Cape, where another train will take people to the City that is 20 more miles up the shore. A smooth ride, and a quick get away for anyone waning get out of the area for a day.

“Going to the shore?” A man dressed in a black suit, asked as we sat down opposite him.

“How did you guess?” I laughed being friendly, if this trip is going to be an hour and a half I'd rather it be warm and open tan cold and awkwardly quiet.

“Not to many people get on the Shore Line Express, dressed in a pair of tennis shoes, and shorts when they head to work in the city. I'm guessing high school spending a day at the shore?”

“You would be right,” I said as I put my hand on top of Valkyrie's.

“Ah to be young,” the man sighed. “I remember when I as your age, me and my wife did he same thing, we were so reckless back then. Didn't say a word we just took our money, hopped on a train, and went to the shore. The cps were all over the place looking for us, and when we got back, we got scolded, but we didn't care. We had our fun.”

Our conversation kept up through out the whole train trip nothing becoming too personal just casual idle chat. About this and that, how school is going for us, et cetera. But as the train started to slow, our conversation stared to end as we got ready to depart the train.

The cape, is probably one of the most scenic areas within 200 miles of town. I only remember coming here one time when I was younger and saying with my uncle. There was an old shack on the edge of the beach were we got ice cream, and Seagulls flying all over the place, the light house on the cape. I was a peaceful fun day.

“I can't believe this place,” Valkyrie said as we stepped out of the train station into the little town. “It's so quaint, and for a beach town not very crowded.”

“It's s small town, no one really comes here to begin with,” I said as I walked over putting my arm around her waist. “It's just a junction, stop for trains mostly. The town grew to accommodate people who traveled by train but as trains became less used for travel, the town stayed the same and very few visitors ever really stop and stay.”

“Then how do you know about this place?” Valkyrie asked as we waked along main street.

“I've been here before,” I explained. “When I as younger, and when I had to wait for a train just a few months ago. But that is beside the point come on.” I puled Valkyrie over down a side street as the smell of the Salt from the Sea became stronger. We finally made I t he beach, there were a few people laying out in the sun, a few walking along, and over in the distance, on the tip of the cape was an old iron light house. As we walked closer I stopped to take my shoes off and carried them in my hand. With Valkyrie following suit, we headed barefoot onto the sandy shore line.

The sun shined down as we walked along, the sand wedging itself between our toes, the cool water of the ocean, lapping at our feet. Every now and then someone making a sandcastle, or walking along with a metal detector. Bits of broken shells littered the waters edge, but here and there a few actually looked like they were in tact. I stopped and bent down to examine one such shell. A miracle of nature, something so beautiful crafted by the cosmic forces of the universe. An Apple Murex, all most alabaster in it's color, it was a beautiful example of a shell, though I know that these are normally inhabited by a hermit crab this one looks as if the owner had recently left it. Looking for a larger home.

“Here is a present for you from the ocean,” I said as I held the shell up, for Valkyrie to see. “It's perfect, just as you are to me.”

The glistening look in her eyes just made what I said seem all the more perfect as she spoke the word that I will never forget. “I'm not perfect, but I do hope you will accept me for who I am and my flaws.”

I just wanted to grab her and swing her up into my arms and never let her go, as I held her hand in mine I looked her straight in the eyes. “Valkyrie, you see flaws, I see what makes you special. No one is perfect, I am lucky just to stand at your side. If the stars above could tell our story. We would be dancing through the cosmos, for all eternity.” With that I leaned in and kissed her lightly on her lips, the taste of her lip balm was sweet and lasting on my lips as we parted. The moment would have seemed to last in time forever if a little kid hadn't been near.

“EEEEEEW!” a little boy that looked about the age of 10 or 11 exclaimed. “That's gross.”

“Johnathan!” A woman whom I presumed to be the boys mother scalded. “Don't say things like that.”

“She's right,” I said as I bent down onto one knee to get on eye level with the boy. “You don't look to be much more than 5-6 years younger than me, give or take a few. One day you will find a girl you like yourself and you won't think that it's gross.” I noticed cats paw shell on the ground beside me with a creamy beige color, I picked it up, and dusted the sand off of it, and hen handed it to the boy. “Keep this as a reminder of what I said.”

The boy ran off back towards where his mother stood, a smile on her face, and a friendly nod, to me. I just smiled and nodded back as we started back along the shore, thinking that one day I may have a son, and wonder if he would be the same way. But I kept that to myself, I love Valkyrie and I feel as if I could spend the rest of my life with her, but we are moving along at a well good enough speed, and there is no reason rush it. I've seen what can happen, when things move to fast. I don't want that to happen to us.

“You are really good with kids,” Valkyrie said as we walked along.

“It comes from being an only child wanting a little brother or sister,” I said as the surf crashed lightly at our feet, while the light house came ever closer, daunting us still.

“I think you would be a great father,” Valkyrie said as she sopped and turned to look a me.

“And I'm sure you would make a great mother,” I said in return as I sung my arms around her, and pulled her up into my arms spinning slightly as the ocean breeze fluttered over us.

We walked up to where the lighthouse stood, a massive tower standing a daunting 160 feet in the air. A small complex of building's stood next to it. A sign posted a the gate said that the lighthouse and ground are open to the public from 8am to 6pm. As we walked along the manicured lawns of the complex the tower loomed tall and menacing in the foreground. As we walked over to it, a young man in a navy blue polo shirt held us at the entrance. The occupancy capacity would not let us go up until someone came down. As we waited I checked my camera, the batteries still charged, and plenty of memory on the memory card.

We were allowed to go up when a family that seemed to be on vacation came down. A quick smile and what seemed to be a sigh of relief from the father, made me feel some sympathy, as I could see it now. The kids wanted to go to the top and half way up copped out, wanting to be carried.

Just from the bottom of it looking up the 207 step spiral staircase was intimidating enough, but that would no dampen our spirits, as we began to climb. Half way up my legs started to protest, as I slowed my pace as to keep from loosing Valkyrie. We finally made I, up after a good fifteen minutes climbing our legs sore, but once we found ourselves on the balcony, in the sun shine of mid day. A light breeze, in combination of the view that was placed made everything worth wile. The town loomed like a small picturesque village down the shore, off in the distance, a schooner, was drifting past, near an island, that had a mansion built on it.

I snapped a few pictures of the landscape, and f the own, before I found someone willing to get a picture of me and Valkyrie. A few more snapped and we sat and gazed out into the horizon fr a few minutes before heading back down. The trip down took only five minutes and as a lot easier, its funny how going down is so much easier than up.

But back down the beach and towards town, we went in search of food, which we found at a little sack on the beach called the Curious Clam. A sign noting that it's the best seafood in the area, could be reputed, as being the only Seafood restaurant in the area. Fishnets hung from the celling and an assortment of nautical tools lined the walls as some random jimmy buffet song was playing on the jukebox. We were lucky and go a table on the beach as to watch the surf crashing on the beach. A basket of hush puppies and our drink orders arrived as we looked over the menu.

“Can I get you any appetizers?” The waitress asked, as she reached for a pen.

I looked down at the menu and then looked back. “What is the current market price on oysters?”

“The Current Market Price is a dozen for $14.74,” the waitress said without missing a beat.

“I'll take one one and a half dozen,” I said and if you don't mind were ready to order as well.”

“Go right ahead,” the waitress said.

“I'll have the Orange Ruffy, With a baked potato and coleslaw,” Valkyrie said as she handed the waitress her menu.

“And I'll have the same but with Fries,” I said handing my own. As the waitress walked off, with our orders in hand I turned and watched Valkyrie look out a the ocean. I felt so endeared to her at this moment, when she turned back and looked at me.

“Oysters?” She asked, as looked at me.

“You've never had them?” I asked almost laughing. “It's an acquired taste some say but I just find them to be delectable. Add a little hot sauce, oh boy I can hardly wait.” Just as I said that a large bowl shaped plate was set in the middle of the table. Piled with ice and dotted with Oysters on the Half Shell. I picked up a bottle of hot sauce and then an Oyster. “Through the lips and over the gums, look out stomach here is comes.” With that little incantation I pressed the shell to my lips and slurped down the oyster and in all it's slimy goodness.

“That is just so gross,” Valkyrie cringed as she say me eat another.

“Try one,” I laughed. “I bet you'll like it.”

“I'm only doing it for you,” Valkyrie said as she picked one up and watched what I did.

“Take it, and press it to your lips then just slurp it down like so,” I said as I slurped another one down.

It is fun to watch Valkyrie squirm some times, she just seems so squeamish it's adorable. I took another and with a loud slurp it was already traveling to my stomach. Then if I didn't see it I wouldn't have believed it, he slurped it down then paused for a second, but then she surprised me and went for another. Within a matter of minutes they were gone.

“I can't believe you ate 8 of them,” I said as put my glass down on the table.

“I don't either,” Valkyrie said taking a sip of lemonade. “They were better than they looked.”

“You do know that some people claim hat they are an aphrodisiac right?” I asked jokingly.

“I've heard that,” she said leaning against the table. “But I'm sure I can resist any urge to jump on top of you.”

The way she kept a serious face when she said that I couldn't tell if she was being serious or joking with me. “It's scary, I can't tell if that was a joke or you being serious.”

“I can't either,” Valkyrie said with a sly grin, that just made me want to grab her and kiss her.

We talked and laughed until our food came and then we talked and laughed some more. I don't know why but it is always easy to speak my mind around Valkyrie, no worries of her getting offended too greatly by what I say, or do. We ate and then we sat for a few minutes, before heading back into the town, to the little shops lining the streets.

Inside the Bazaar as you could call it merchants selling anything from fresh produce, to jewelry lined the stalls. One particular shop caught my interest. A goldsmith, had set up shop in the bazaar selling his hand crafted jewelry. One piece in particular to be exact, a small golden Ankh on a black leather necklace.

“You have a fine taste,” the man said as he looked up to see me admiring the Ankh,

“I've always been fascinated with Ancient Egypt,” I admitted.

“There is a counterpart to the necklace,” the man said as he pulled a small ring from a display case. “I can fix the ring within a matter of minutes to fit any size finger, and I'll sell you the set for 50 bucks.”

“That's a good price,” I mused. “Seeing as these do look hand crafted, and all. But one quick question, what purity of gold do you use?”

“Ah a smart guy I see,” The gold smith said. “Everything I do is in 18 karat gold, I can go higher purity for a special order but basically I try to stick with 18 karat.”

I held the necklace in my hand and then looked over at Valkyrie who as admiring it as well. Then the ring. “Alright deal,” I held out the ring to the man and hen took the necklace and tied it around Valkyrie's neck. “For you, my dear.”

“And the ring?” The man asked holding it

“Right ring finger,” I said as he took out a string of ring sizing keys, and put it on my right ring finger.

“A size 12, I see,” the man said as he took he ring and hen began to work the band of it smaller. “I find it easier to make a ring's band a size 15 then work it down as need be.” He worked for a good 30 minutes molding the band back into a circle, careful to not damage the intricacy of he Ankh, before handing me the ring to try it on.

The ring was a perfect fit, not too loose but not too snug either. I handed him the money and hanked him as we walked along.

“Thank you,” Valkyrie said kissing me on the cheek. “I've never felt so special in my entire life as I have today.”

“That is because you are special,” I said as we looked through a stand full of second hand books. “And that is all that matters. Don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise.”

“I, I don't know what to say,” Valkyrie said a tear streaming down her cheek.

“Don't say anything,” I said as I cupped her face in my hand as I wiped away the tear, and kissed her. “Don't say anything.”

We walked and shopped finding little nicknack's here and there. A photo booth and our picture, a quick snack at a little food stand and back to the Train station as the commuters started to arrive for the rip back.

Along the trip back the same man who sat across from us, on the way in as sitting there. We talked a little, until Valkyrie fell asleep with her head resting on my shoulder and I couldn't bring myself to wake her or disturb her until we got back to the station. We walked all the way home with out saying a word, a kiss goodbye, and a quick stroll back home, memories, and tokens of the day in tow.

i swore i heard this somewhere before or something almost like it.
well i loved the story!
the use of descriptions by far are really good!
i lol'd when the kid said "Eww" xD

It is a Possibility



My English teacher bitched at me in high school for lack of description So I try to work on it when I can



That really happened just recently, I was an Usher at my sisters wedding so I was stuck in the back near some kids, and when they kissed for the firs time as man and Wife, this little by went EWWW, I then got the idea to incorporate it.

The next few weeks things just seemed to have gotten better, though I do sometimes wish I had more space. All in all I couldn't be happier with my life, I'm loved and love, when I'm around her I laugh, I cry, I would jump out in front of a moving car to save her.

Today is a happy day, today is my 17th birthday. I'm lucky enough to have this glorious day fall on Saturday, so I can spend my day with the one I love, and love me. But then that could be a problem. As I wake from my sleep, I find someone watching over me. The last person I expect to be there.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” Valkyrie shouted as she grabbed a hold of me, and hugging me, kissing me on the cheek.

I was thankful that I was wearing some form of decent clothing, or else this would have been awkward, and embarrassing to say the least. “W-wha-what are you doing here,” I stammered out as I let out a yawn, from my sleepy state of mind.

“I just waned to give you your present before anyone else had a chance to give you one,” Valkyrie sheepishly said as she sat on the bed beside me, handing me a wrapped box.

Couldn't this have waited till latter? I thought to myself as I unwrapped the box. At least until after I had breakfast. Inside the box, was an envelope, which contained a birthday card, and two free movie passes.

“Thank you,” I said kissing her on the cheek, as I finished reading the card. Lets use them today, it's been awhile since I've been to the movies. But do you mind leaving my room so I can get changed?”

“Oh! Sorry,” Valkyrie said as she blushed a bit realizing where she was.

Once the door was closed I slapped myself in the face and looked at the clock. I was out late last night star gazing so it was getting late in the morning. I put the ring I bought on spring break onto my finger as I walked over to my dresser to get a clean pair of boxers socks and a pair of jeans. In the close where all my shirts were hanging I grabbed one of my favorite shirts a yellowish cream color with thin brown tripes running vertically down it. With a fresh change of clothes, I looked in the mirror, 17 years old unshaven for a few days, and in need of a hair cut. “You look like a mess,” I told myself as I walked out of the room and to the wash room.

I picked up my razor, and lathered up my face, a quick shave and I'll look good as new. I don't know why but I've grown to like a little patch on my chin. It's not a sinister little patch just something that I think looks good. With a flick of a comb and some water my tousled hair was somewhat tamed, and a fresh new me was ready for the world.

When I walked down stairs Valkyrie was talking to Sephora, neither of them noticed me walk up behind hem and then I leaned over and said right into Sephora's ear. “Why did you let Val up into my room while I was asleep?”

She almost jumped clear across the room when I said that, seeing as I scared her, my revenge has been dealt. “That was mean, scaring me like that, and I only did it out of good will to get you used to it, seen as the way you two are going, you may one day end up like that anyways.”

“I like to think ahead to the future but don't think of mine for me,” I snapped. “You ready Val?”

“Y-yeah lets go,” Valkyrie said standing up as I walked over towards where she was.

We walked out of the house and into the sun shine of the, as e walked along into town people passed, most of them students, saying hello, and on there way. Thats the thing I like abut this place, it's a fairly good sized town yet everyone is friendly, willing to give a friendly hello even to a complete stranger.

We made it to the movie theater, which was recently built in the last few years, 5 screens stadium seating, and crystal clear High Definition Audio. Tickets normally run 7.50 but people some times get free passes from friends or family that work here.

“Well what do you wan to see?” Valkyrie asked as she hugged on my arm when we walked over to the list of movies showing.

“Hmm let me see,” I muttered as I looked over the list of movies. “Zombies, romance, dramatic story, gory action flic... This.” I pointed to a movie poster that showed a depiction of a Vampire sucking the blood from a womans neck. “Blood Hunger.”

Valkyrie seemed to freeze to the spot as she looked at the movie poser and began to speak in a shaky voice. “A-alright, l-lets s-see i-it.”

“Your not scared are you?” I ebbed teasingly. “Come on, lets get tickets.”

“O-okay,” Valkyrie said as she flowed behind me.

“Two for Blood Hunger,” I said as I fished the two movie passes from my pocket.

“The next showing isn't for another 2 hours,” the guy behind the glass said as he punched some keys on the register. “But I can get your tickets for you, now.”

Two tickets printed and he handed them to me and I put them in my pocket, before we walked back to the street. “Looks like we've got two hours. Mind if I get a hair cut?”

“That depends,” Valkyrie said as she began to come back to her normal self. “If I can decide on how you get your hair cut.”

“And what would you have in mind?” I said as I leaned in and whispered the words softly into her ear.

“I don't know maybe something short and tussled looking,” Valkyrie said as she played with my hair a little. Her hand running through my head sent a tingling sensation down my spine.

“It's your call,” I said as I pulled her hand from my hair, and walked towards the barber shop in town. “Just no frosted man tips. I don't want to look like I'm part of a boy band.”

“I don't want you to either,” Valkyrie laughed.

The barber shop, isn't really what you would call a barber shop but it's not a salon either, it's just a hair stylist, that caters to every person's own preferences. But I like it because of the feel of comfort that permeates from the old worn out leather of the barbers chairs, the soft jazz that softly plays in the back ground or if a Ball game is on the game.

“Welcome why don't y'all have a seat over yonder and I'll git to y'all in a minute,” The barber said in a thick southern accent as he swept up some hair off the floor. “All right what can I do for y'all?”

“I need a hair cut,” I said as I rubbed a hand through my hair.

“Any particular style?” the barber asked as I sat in the barbers chair.

“Ask her,” I said pointing towards Valkyrie she's the one who's giving the orders.

“About three quarters of an inch long, and tussled up a bit,” Valkyrie explained.

“You got a good woman boy,” the barber laughed.

“How so?” I asked while guessing at the answer.

“She's the one that makes the decisions keeps the men like us from making the mistakes,” The barber laughed.

“Ain't that the truth,” I murmured, as he put a nylon cape around me,

“Razor or scissors?” The barber asked.

“Scissors,” I said before Valkyrie had a chance to say anything. “I'd like it done with scissors.”

“Your the boss,” The barber said as he began to snip away at my hair.

Bis of hair fell from my head as the scissors snipped away. Little by little I could feel my head become lighter and lighter, as more and more hair was removed, some people don't realize what having a full thick head of hair is like some would call it a blessing I see it as a curse. Especially during the summer when your hair make your head hot and sweaty.

“Alright just need to edge it up a bit, the barber said as he grabbed a pair of clippers. “You want the back blocked or rounded?”

“Rounded please I said as I felt the cold steel of the clippers press against my neck causing a chill to run down my spine.

A few minutes latter I was dusted down and my new hair style looked really good at least I thought.
I handed 15 bucks over to the barber for the hair cut which was 12 and a tip. That wasted about half an hour so we just wandered through town, for a bit, just aimlessly passing the time until the movie was about 20 minutes from starting then we headed to the theater.

The way the theater is set up there are two entrances one on either side of the screening room with a central staircase and staircases on either side. I always like to sit on the upper deck area, because you don't have to crane your neck to see anything and yo don't have to worry about someone behind you kicking your seat, putting there feet up on your set or talking while the movie progresses.

The side lights dimmed as the credits started to roll, and then everyone in the theater just became quiet. Credits, how I wish they didn't exist, it's normally the most boring 5 minutes of a movie. But the movie finally starts, a young woman running for her life, as a dark shadow follows behind here, she trips and the shadow shows itself to be a handsome young man, who then grabs the woman and sinks a pair of fangs into her neck.

As the fangs sunk in I could feel fingers clenching my arm, I looked over Valkyrie looked as if she had turned to stone, I pried my arm loose the feeling of blood rushing back into it, felt kind of odd. I leaned over and whispered into her ear. “There is nothing to be afraid of, it's just a movie.”

“I-I know,” Valkyrie whimpered, ducking her eyes behind her hands. “B-but I can't help it. Vampires scare me.”

I couldn't help but let a smile creep across my face, she just seems so innocent and childish at times. But thats why I feel so endeared to her. It's how she acts and makes me feel. She's like a drug and I'm addicted.

Finally the movie ended, and Valkyrie calmed down a little, though that was to say the most, she clung to my arm as we walked through town towards the residential district. But I couldn't care less, her clinging to me for security and comfort made me feel special, She thinks of me as a protector, and I want to be her knight in shining armor.

“You know your more than welcome to stay for dinner, I said as we reached my uncles house. “The more the merrier. And I would be honored to have you with me as we feast I celebration of my seventeenth birth day.”

“Okay I guess if you want me to,” Valkyrie said as I opened the door.

hmm..i can not really describe it..
kinda hard to put my finger on it but it seems like you are missing something.. ;[
it was alright for his 17 b-day but it wasnt 'much'

well so far so good.
keep it up ;]

That is only the first part. There is still some more to come.

LOL! you could have told me!
or written it somewhere! xD
*waits patiently for the rest. ^^

Inside all was quite as I walked in, the light were off which was strange, but when I flipped a switch, I saw why. “Every one that was hiding in the room moved into view and shouted “SURPRISE!” Someone had planned a surprise party for me. Seph? Uncle Vladimir? It had to be one of them but which?

But the real kicker was I was really surprised at two of them. Standing before me were my Mom and Dad.

Mom? Dad?” I said as I walked forward hugging both of them. “I thought you were busy for the next few months.”

“That was a lie Theo concocted to keep this a big surprise,” My mother said.

“Don't listen to your mother,” My father said, as he hugged me. “It was your uncle Vladimir who concocted this whole thing. Now where is this pretty little girlfriend I've heard so much about?”

“I looked over at Vladimir and just nodded, I needn't speak a word to say thank you, sometimes words are worthless, when trying to convey something. I then turned towards where Valkyrie was standing at the door, and walked back and grabbed her hand pulling her forward to meet my parents. “This is Val.”

“Is Val short for something dear?” My mom asked as she hugged Valkyrie.

“Yes ma'am,” Valkyrie said. “My full name is Valkyrie. It is a pleasure to meet you.”

“Don't be so formal,” My father said as he hugged her as well. “But Nathan wasn't lying when he said you are a beautiful girl. If I'm not mistaken you have Russian ancestry am I right?”

“Y-yes,” Valkyrie said as she looked at my dad in awe. “My father is Russian”

I sat back and watched as my parents talked with Valkyrie It seems that they have taking a liking to her, which brings some comfort, as to know they like her, even if it is a fraction of my love that I feel for her. I walked over to where my uncle stood and then hugged him uttering a simple. “Thank you.”

“I'm sure you would have done the same thing,” Vladimir said as he put his hand on my shoulder. “It looks like your parents like your girlfriend.”

That was an understatement, Valkyrie is such a kind gentle ans sweet person. Anyone would like her. But my parents, are tough critics, sometimes, Some of my friends from all over the world my parents don't like to begin with. But they seem to be welcoming of her, maybe because I choose her, out of all the girls I have ever met, or because she's just how she is, I do not know. But I do know that they accept the fact that we care for each other dearly.

“Your parents are really nice,” Valkyrie said as she walked over and sat down on the couch beside me. “A bit talkative but nice none the less.”

“Thats because they were interrogating you,” I laughed. “They've done that to ever girl I've ever been friends with. They want nothing but the best for there son, and they will scrutinize every female that I've ever been friendly to. You they seem to like.”

“Well thats good,” Valkyrie said with her customary smile. “You dad, he's...”

“English yes,” I finished. “He meet my mom when they were in college. Vladimir was my dads roommate and my mom meet my dad because of that. After they graduated, dad moved back to England and mom followed him. They got married, and dad ended up getting a job in the US. About a year latter I was born, and then about 7 years ago, the shift started, dad moved all over the place for work, mom in tow with me as well. I decided I wanted to finish high school a normal kid in the US, Uncle Vladimir offered to let me stay with him and go to school here with Seph.” Now I'm about a month away from graduating from high school, and...”

“And what?” Valkyrie said as she hung to my every word.

“I don't know,” I said. “I honestly don't know. I want to stay but then I'm only 17 I can't rent an apartment, I'm sure Vladimir would let me stay but then I would be imposing on him even more. I could find a job and pay for some things to help with expenses around here.”

“Nathan!” I heard my mom shout. “You, Valkyrie and Nickolai, get over here.”

“Looks like we better go over there,” I laughed.

We walked over to where my parents were standing, and then walked over to another room, away from the crowd. Which basically left upstairs in my room so we could all talk in peace.

“Nathan,” My mom said as we all sat down. Me and Valkyrie on the bed, my mom in my desk chair and my dad and Nickolai leaning against my dresser. “We are proud of you, we want you to know that. But we have something to ask you and Valkyrie. We know that you would go to any lengths for each other, thats why we wanted to talk to you about this in private.”

“About what?” I asked, wondering what they were going to say.

“I'm stepping down and taking a desk job we were plaining on moving back to the states,” My dad announced. “We want you to move with us.”

“I, I would like to stay here,” I said. “I love Valkyrie, I want to stay for her.”

“And I would go to the ends of the earth for Nathan,” Valkyrie said defiantly.

“That is what we thought you would say,” My father said. “We respect that.”

“Nick,” My mom said. “I know this is a lot to ask.”

“Ani I if you are going to ask what I think you are going to ask,” Nickolai cut in. “Valkyrie is only 16 she will turn 17 in two months. She has another year of high school, and I am still her father and legal guardian. But, she is too much like her mother, and you know how she was. She is a smart girl. I trust her to make her own decisions.”

“I would like to stay by Nathan's side,” Valkyrie finally spoke up. “I don't care if I had to move to China I would stay by Nathans side.”

“If that is what you wish,” Nickolai said as he stretched his arms. “I trust Nathan to not do anything to harm her. And from what I have seen of how Nathan behaves, I believe that you have raised him to be a fine young man, and trust you as well. If Valkyrie wants to stay with Nathan I can't stop her. But I'll agree to this on one condition. Valkyrie, you will work hard in school, and not cause any trouble. And Nathan, I want you to take good care of Valkyrie.”

“I promise to try my best,” I said. “I love Valkyrie and I would do anything for her. I know it sounds a lot like puppy love. But deep down I feel something that I can not explain. Something that feels right, like the higher cosmic powers of the universe are at work. Also what do you mean my mother knows how Valkyries mother was like?”

“Back when I grew up me and Sadie were the best of friends,” My mom said. “I knew Vladimir for only four years when Sadie married him. It was untimely her passing away. And you are right Vladimir she looks and acts exactly like her mother. There is no stopping her.”

So my mom was friends with Valkyries mother and knows Nickolai. That could be why they are so accepting of Valkyrie. But for Nickolai to allow Valkyrie to move away and live under the same roof as me. The one guy who is madly in love with her. His trust in me is truly amazing. I looked over at Valkyrie who seemed to be softly weeping. I wanted to say something but words escaped me.

“Ani you are right about that,” Nickolai said. “She's grown up it's time for me to understand that and let her make her own choices.” He then walked over and put a hand on my shoulder. “Nathan I mean it take good care of her. She is all I have left.”

“Nickolai,” I said as I stood up and out my own hand on his shoulder. “You are almost like a father to me. You have accepted me and have shown faith and trust that even I could not ask for. As long as I shall stand I will remain true to my word, to take care of Valkyrie.”

“Thats why I trust you,” Nickolai said. “You have never done anything to hurt her and I doubt you will.” He then turned to his daughter, and with a teary smile. “You truly are your mothers daughter.”

“Well then,” My mom said as she put a hand on Nickolai's shoulder. “There are matters that need to be taken care of.”

“I can have the paper work drawn up and ready on Monday,” Nickolai said as he straightened himself up. “Ani, you have raised a fine son. I am proud to say that I consider him to be like the son I never had.”

“Thank you Nick,” My mom said as she hugged Nickolai. “That means a lot to me hearing you say that.”

A knock on the door brought us all back, as Sephora slowly opened the door and came in. “What are you all doing up here? The party is down stairs.”

“I guess I should make an appearance once again,” I laughed. “I'm the guest of honor at this after all.”

Everyone I know seems to have came, Anna, Benny, Jason, Maddy, Matt, Mike, and a few other friends from school. Flash bulbs going off every few seconds, candid images, posed images, I felt like a movie star in a den of paparazzi. Everyone laughing and talking, it was just so great. Then I got forced over to the chair in the den where the coffee table sat. the lights dimmed and everyone began sining as Vladimir carried a cake in and set it before me. As everyone was singing, one thought was in my mind. I want my life to stay on the same path. Its what I was thinking and wishing as I blew out the candles and cut into the cake.

After the cake was cut up and served off, everyone sat and watched as mounds of wrapping paper gathered at my feet. Birthday cards, books, clothing, gift cards, movies music, anything and everything. There was nothing I didn't like, I've received everything I could ask for. It was late into the night when everyone finally started to drift away.

“We must really talk more,” Nickolai said as he hugged my mom at the door. “It's been what 13 years since we last saw each other?”

“Then why don't we all get together,” my dad suggested. “Ani would speak highly of you and and Sadie. I never really got to talk at length with either of you. So why not, all of us get together and have a big event out of it. You, Me, Ani, Nathan and Valkyrie. Dinner. Were staying till Tuesday so I'm sure we could work something out.”

“How about tomorrow at Isabella's?” Nickolai offered. “Authentic Italian cuisine.”

“Say 7 o'clock?” My mom sand as she hugged Valkyrie.

“7 it is then,” Nickolai said as he shook my dads hand.

“Nathan,” mom mom said as the door closed. “You told us that you had a girlfriend named Val, you never said that her father was Nickolai Olsky. Something is telling me that fate has a favor for you. Nick is one of the greatest men I have ever met, save Theo, and so was Sadie. Valkyrie looks just like her mother and acts like her as well. She's stubborn as a mule but then she's a kind person only doing what she thinks is right. Thats how Sadie was. You do understand that one day the time will come that you will make a decision that will impact the rest of your life. I believe you have already made that decision.”

“Ani is right,” My dad said. “Love can be a very fickle thing. From what I can see you do possess a deep understanding and commitment. So does Valkyrie. Love knows no bounds.”

“I now what you are trying to tell me,” I said dryly. “I understand that we are still young. There is a difference between Lust and Love. I see Valkyrie as a person who I can spend the rest of my life with until the day I die.”

“Then you already have found what your heart has told you to be so, and accepted it.” Vladimir said as he slinked up behind me. “I heard whats happening from Nickolai. Nathan, do take good care of yourself and Valkyrie.”

The entirety of the next day I spent talking with my parents about school, and how my life has been. It took some explaining why I wear an Ankh on my right ring finger, anymore. And then around 5 we started to get ready for tonight. I fumbled with my buttons on my shirt, at first putting them in the wrong holes. The first few tries. But I finally was able to get it buttoned up.

I went down stairs and waited for my parents to come down. My dad borrowed a suit from Vladimir, and my mom was wearing a dress that she had packed. Something I remember that she would always do no matter where we went she would pack one for that 'just in case' moment.

It's scary how the men in my family are, every one of us are roughly the same build save my dad who is about an inch shorter than Vladimir. But we are all have an athletic built frame, I've always worn a 32” waist line since I was in the seventh grade, my dad and uncle both the same. If it wasn't for my uncles stark green eyes, and prominent nose we would all look like brothers, me being the youngest by more than 20 years though.

“We're supposed to meet Nickolai and Valkyrie at Isabella's at seven it's going to take a good half our to get there,” I said as I looked at a clock. “We better get going.”

“I could drive you up there,” Vladimir said. “If you don't mind riding in a law enforcement vehicle.”

“Would you Vlad?” my mother said she stood there.

“I need to head to the post anyways,” Vladimir shrugged. “It's on the way.”

“That would be fun,” my dad laughed.

“Then lets go!” Vladimir roared as he grabbed the keys to his Cruiser.

I don't know how long it has been since I've ridden in a car. For the past few years I've always ridden a train or walked from place to place. But for some reason it brings back some old comfort, though. Most people will more than likely get out of Vladimir's way because of this big monstrous SUV, and it's a Police cruiser. But he drives like an old woman.

We were there in 15 minutes, and it was just turning 20 till when Vladimir let us out of the back of the cruiser. Inside the restaurant, the same smell as the last time I was here, as well as the Opera playing softly in the back ground, with the same old worn out booths and bar and tables strewn about.

“May I help you?” A man said as he walked over.

“We're waiting on someone,” my mom said.

“Ah I see,” the man said, as the bell on the door clanged and in came some more people.

I turned to see who had just came in, and my heart stopped, momentarily. There stood Valkyrie her hair pulled back into a low pony tail, and a pale green dress, with Nickolai decked out in black. My eyes locked with Valkyries and my mind betrayed me as I saw her blush a little.

“Hello,” Nickolai said as he reached out his hand. “I see we're both a bit early.”

“Better early than late,” my dad laughed shaking Nickolai's hand.

“Mayor Olsky,” The man said as he jumped slightly at the sight of Nickolai.

“If you could a table for five,” Nickolai said as he noticed the waiter jump.

“Yes, yes sir,” the waiter said as she lead us to a table towards the back. “Can I get anything for you to drink?”

“A bottle of your finest red,” Nickolai said, as he turned and looked at my parents, you don't mind if I offer some to Nathan do you?”

My parents looked at me and all I could do is shrug. I've had wine before in France, and Italy. They've given it to me. “Sure why not?” my dad said. “He's grown enough.”

“And five glasses if you will,” Nickolai finished.

“Sir the drinking age is 21,” The waiter said.

“My dear boy,” Nickolai said. “I won't say anything if you don't. Now be a good boy and do as you are told.”

“Yes sir,” the waiter said as he scampered off.

“Having a position of power can have it's benefits,” Nickolai said as he looked over at my parents and then at me sitting beside Valkyrie. “If I knew that Ani Beckett was your mother from the get go I would have treated you as a son.”

“Thank you sir,” I said nervously.

“Don't be so nervous,” Nickolai consoled. “This is supposed to be a joyous event.”

I can't really help it, Every time I'm near Valkyrie I just want to grab hold of her and not let go, but then My fear of Nickolai coupled with the presence of my parents, makes me just want to stand up and run from the restaurant. Run till I'm miles away.

The waiter came back momentarily with a bottle in his hands, and held it out for Nickolai to examine. “Antinori Chianti Classico Peppoli,” the waiter said. “Vintage 1992. It is the finest we have.”

“And I personally recommend this wine,” A woman said as she walked over to the table. I instantly recognized her from the last time I was in here. Isabella the proprietor of the restaurant. “Mayor Olsky it is always a pleasure to have you here. And if it isn't my two little love birds. It has been ages since you have last been in.”

My mom looked over at me and I could feel the questions that she held back. As I managed a smile. I glanced at Valkyrie who seemed to be blushing slightly. “It has been what four months?”

“I would say,” Isabella said as she clapped her hands together. “Is everyone ready for there order?”

“What would you suggest?” My mom asked as she looked over her menu.

“Well I was able to get a few nice Eggplants today so I've been working on a nice Chicken and Eggplant Parmesan.” Isabella recited off. “Though I would suggest anything on the menu. Seeing as the are all old world favorites of mine, on there.”

“I'll have that,” My mom said as she folded her menu.

“Sounds good to me as well,” My dad said.

“Same here,” Nickolai said. “Also a Antipasto Sampler as well.”

“I'll have it too,” Valkyrie said.

“Make that five then,” I chuckled.

“Five Eggplant and Chicken Parmesans it is,” Isabella said as she clapped her hands together. “ The Antipasto will be on the house.”

“Thank you,” Nickolai said as he took the bottle and poured out five glasses of wine. “Heres to friendship and love.”

“Here, here,” we all said in unison, raising our own glass.

It has been a while since I've last sipped wine. I still remember the first time. I was fourteen, and my parents gave me a glass, as to endow me into the culture of the area around me, given that they watered it down quite a bit. The subtle taste of the mixture of berries and grapes. The aroma of it. It's divine burgundy color. This was no different, I took a long whiff of the aroma before sipping slightly letting the mellow flavor sift through my mouth.

“So Ani what have you been up to these last 13 years?” Nickolai said as he put his glass down.

“Raising a son and following him around,” my mom said nudging my dad in the ribs. “But other than that I've basically, tried to keep the peace in my life by living it to the fullest, and exploring the culture that I've been lucky enough to be put in. Now how about you?”

“Raising a daughter,” Nickolai said. “And keeping a city from turning into complete and utter chaos.”

“I see why your hair is turning gray then,” My mom laughed. “Though I must say you have done a fine job. Valkyrie is one kind young lady.”

“As have you,” Nickolai agreed. “Nathan is a fine young man.”

“Well then,” My father said. “At this rate we may have to plan a wedding in the near future.”

“Don't even joke about that,” I warned. “I'm not ready to be married. But I am sure that it will happen.”

The food arrived and the talking went by, everyone, was laughing enjoying themselves. I mostly listened to the banter between Nickolai and my mom. Who knew that they knew each other before I was even thought about being conceived.

The night dragged on and another bottle was brought out, I had only two glasses from the first and was not really looking for more until it was poured. We would have stayed all night if Isabella hadn't told us that it was time to close. We somehow found our way back home, Seph was staying at a friends for a study session, and Vladimir was working.

Some where along the line of the night I had fallen asleep. When I awoke a note was on the table, by the couch. Dad had to get back to work for an emergency and they had left. Valkyrie was snoozing peacefully nearby, and I closed my eyes leaning my head back. She must have dozed off as well and they left her to sleep.

An hour or so latter I was roused back to the present, by Valkyrie as she prodded me. “Nathan,” I heard her voice softly whisper in my ear as I felt a soft kiss on my cheek.

I opened my eyes to see her sitting there beside me. “Yes?” I asked.

When did I fall asleep?” Valkyrie asked rubbing her own eyes.

“Some time after I did I suppose,” I said stretching. “the note that they all left said they didn't want to disturb either of us, and your dad went home early this morning and mom and dad had to leave. Come on I'll walk you back home.”

The whole way there neither of us said anything, we just walked along in silence. A tension keeping us from saying anything. I couldn't think of something to say. I was too over filled with joy, that I would possibly be able to spend the rest of my life with Valkyrie, to actually say anything but as we reached her house, my heart took over. I didn't say anything I just grabbed her and held her tightly in my arms. “I love you,” it was all I said before I kissed her. “I want to spend the rest of eternity with you by my side.”

“And I forever by yours,” Valkyrie said as we parted from an embrace.

As the day's pass, I find myself working harder in school, keeping my grades up is one of my main goals as to graduate in the top of my class. The last I saw I was in the top 15%. and in a class of 600, thats only 89 other people there with you. You need to keep that top area as everyone is pushing to get there to the top. But as the days dwindle my grades stay the same if not better.

“This is the first time I've ever heard of final exemption,” I said as I looked at the paper handed to me, in Home Room.

“Whats that bra?” Joe said as he looked over at me. “You got final exemption?”

“Yeah what the hell is it?” I said as I looked over the paper.

“Anyone who's in senior year and has a 3.5 or higher is exempt from finals,” Matt said as he put his own notice down. “All you have to do is bring this paper with you to school on the day of finals and then you can leave.”

“So I don't have to worry about finals?” I asked.

“As long as you have this slip of paper with you,” Matt said. “Yeah just show it to Mr. Wells and then the office as you leave.”

The bell rang as Matt finished explaining. Tomorrow was the day of finals, so none of my classes were really doing anything. So the day just seemed to drag by and was finally over with. So when the day was over I waited down in the entrance hall for Valkyrie.

“Hello,” I said as I hugged her.

“Saturdays the big day,” Valkyrie said as we let go of each other.

“Graduation,” I sighed. “But then I'm ready for that. The question is are you ready to move away from here?”

“If it means that I would be able to stay with you,” Valkyrie said as she put her arms around my neck and kissed me. “I would move to the ends of the Earth.”

“Mom and dad are supposed to be here tonight,” I said. “They said they got a small moving van to take everything. I don't gave finals so I'm going to help them get everything packed up. You sure you have everything you want to take?”

“Absolutely,” Valkyrie said. “But come on lets go. You don't need to study but you can help me.”

We walked back to my uncles place, seeing as Nickolai was at home and in a bit of a slump, about his little girl moving away. We probably would have not got much work done, and my parents were supposed to be here in a few hours so I would love to see them when they actually get here.

We sat down and started working on studying for her finals, and worked until I heard a loud engine coming closer and then stopping out in front of the house. “Looks like they are here.”

We walked outside to see a small moving truck and what appeared to be a new car sitting out front. My dad hopped down from the truck and my mom out of the car. We met them half way and exchanged the usual hugs and kisses. And my you seem so different from the last time we saw you.

“I see you got a car,” I laughed as I looked over. “I thought it would be kinda crammed all of us in a moving van, traversing 500 miles.”

“Well we didn't want to say anything but,” my mom sighed as she let go of me. “Our car is at home. We know Vladimir has been teaching you how to drive, so we thought we would do something for your graduation gift.”

“You... You bought me a car?” I said almost passing out. I couldn't believe it. All be it that it was a late model S40 Volvo, it looked as if it was in good condition, the upholstery was black leather to match the paint and looked like it was well taken care of. “Thank you so much.” I said as I hugged both of them. “The truth is I was going to take the test to get my drivers license on Thursday. Louise our neighbor was going to let me use her late husbands old car to take the test in.”

“Well now you have something better to take it in,” my dad laughed. “And I guess that means you get to drive it back home on Monday.”

“So hows the studying going for your finals?” my mom asked changing the direction of the conversation.

“I'm not studying,” I said and quickly added. “I've been exempted from my finals for a 3.79 Grade Point Average. Though I am helping Val with her studying.”

“I'm sure you'll do just fine,” My mom said as she hugged Valkyrie.

“Ani, Theo!” I heard from the door way as Vladimir bustled out into the front yard and grabbed my mom and dad into a bear hug. “I was beginning to think that I was going to have to move them myself.”

“We wouldn't do that to you Vlad,” my dad said as he patted him on the back. “It's good to see you.”

“Same here,” Vladimir said. “You must be hungry. Come inside. Oh and Nathan could you be a sport and go to the store and get some nutmeg?”

“I guess I could do that,” I said as Vladimir handed me some cash.

“Why don't you take her out for a spin?” My dad said handing me the keys to the S40. “After all it is your, car.”

Valkyrie followed me out the door wanting to go for a ride, and me more than willing to let her. I spent a few minutes getting the mirrors, seat, and steering wheel adjusted, before fastening my seatbelt and turning the car on. The radio kicked in and some smooth jazz was playing over the cars stereo, as I turned it off. I put the car into gear and then made sure nothing was coming before backing out of the driveway.

Freedom and the open road, well not exactly open road. But it is still so different, you spend your days walking along these very roads, it seems so different, when you drive down them. Like it's a foreign world.

“I still can't believe that they got me a car,” I said as I put the car into park as I pulled into a parking place out in front of the store.

“And I can't believe that we will be living together,” Valkyrie said as we got out of the car.

Nor could I still believe that, either, I'd packed most of my stuff, all that was left was some clothes that I was going to wash on Friday and pack away, and my computer. But it was a simple in and out trip from the store, not taking but 20 minutes when it normally would take 40 for me to walk there and back.

When we got back, mom was in the kitchen and dad was sitting and talking to Sephora. Vladimir had apparently been called out to the office for a few minutes. All I wanted to do was go sit down and get back to work. Finals were going to be the next two days and Graduation on Thursday night. So I had plenty to get ready for on my own.

Not having to wake up so early to get to school is quite refreshing, I can have an extra 20 minutes of sleep, and still make it on time. As I learned that driving to school for the last two days let me do so. Especially since it was raining yesterday staying dry and comfortable on the way was a nice change. All I had to do was go in, say I'm here and then I could leave. After that I went back home and started to sort what needed to be packed onto the truck first. From what could wait, and started to move the boxes. About a quarter after two I headed back to the school and waited for Valkyrie and Sephora to come out.

But today I have to stay for the most part to practice as they call it, walking across the stage, accepting my diploma and then walking off the stage. It doesn't seem like that big a thing but then when your walking out in front of over a thousand people in a moment that will only happen once in your life things need to go smoothly as possible. After running through it three times they finally let us all go, around noon.

“Hey Nathan,” I heard Mike say from behind me. “A bunch of us are going to get some lunch you in?”

I hadn't eaten anything since dinner last night and I was starting to get hungry, but I told myself to wait. They were letting everyone else out at one, and I promised Valkyrie we would have lunch with Nickolai. “Sorry I've plans already.”

“You keep it up and she'll have you wrapped around that little finger of hers,” Matt laughed.

“It's personal okay,” I said felling a pang of annoyance.

“We know whats going on with you two, and we're all happy for you,” Joe said as he slapped me on the shoulder. “But we won't get to see you again bra.”

“My friends,” I said as I patted them both on the back. “I find you to be like my brothers. But there are things that are more important. May you one day find your true love's and feel the way I do. Beside both of you are about a two hour drive form where we are moving to. That is not going to stop me from coming to see you.”

“And it better not,” Matt said as he smacked me on the back. “Or we may just come down and drag you back with us.”

“If I ever get a free weekend,” I said reassuringly. “You guys will be the first to know.”

“And we better,” Matt said, warningly.

“Yeah, yeah,” I said as I turned and waved. “Later.”

I've pretty much learned where every one of the class rooms are in the school and how to get to them, so like some of the graduating class I waited back outside the classes of our friend's and family. For a few minutes. I seemed to be the only person on this floor waiting for anyone. There was still a good fifteen minutes before the classes for the rest of the school were let out, so I sat there on the third floor staring out the window into the courtyard below. Birds flew about from tree to tree, there were a few of the senior class loafing about outside and my mind just went off wandering into the depths of my own thoughts.

“Excuse me are you lost?” A womans voice said snapping me back to reality.

I turned around to see a teacher that I have never met before pushing a cart full of English text books. “I don't believe so,” I said lazily.

“Then why are you not in class there is still ten minutes left,” the teacher said snapping at me.

“Ma'am,” I said respectfully as I could. “I'm not in class because I'm a graduating senior. I'm waiting here for someone to be let out of there class. So if you do not mind, I'll just wait for the next ten minutes.”

“Why I have never,” the teacher said as if I had just slapped her across the face. “I have half a mind to...”

“To what?” I cut her off. “I've done nothing wrong. I've been sitting here quietly and waiting till they release the classes, and then you come along and start to accuse me of wrong doing.”

“Is there a problem?” A mans voice and one I recognized as my home room teachers voice said coming up from behind me.

“Mr. Lewis,” the woman said trying to sound official. “This vagrant here is the problem.”

“Vagrant?” I scoffed. “I don't even know who you are and you go to those lengths to degrade a student who has done nothing wrong?”

“Nathan,” Mr. Lewis said, putting a hand on my shoulder. “Have you done anything?”

“Other than standing here waiting for classes to be dismissed and doing nothing to cause any problems until she came along, nothing at all.”

“Ms. Swan,” Mr. Lewis said. “Nathan is one of my homeroom students, I know him to be a moderately well behaved kid. I trust that he was not doing anything to be disruptive. I suggest you get back to what ever you were doing least we have to involve Mr. Wells.” With the mention of the headmasters name Ms. Swan became as friendly as she could be, as she hurried off to finish what ever she was doing. It was kind of sicking to see how someone could be so two faced. “First year teachers always think they are hot shit. So Nathan what are you doing up here?”

“Like I said I'm waiting on someone,” I answered kind of shocked to hear a teacher swearing, so casually.

“And who may that be?” Mr. Wells pressed.

“I'm waiting for the classes to end as to meet up with my girlfriend Valkyrie Olsky,” I answered. “We are supposed to have lunch with her father Nickolai Olsky.”

“I know Nickolai my father worked with him for a years. He told me that his daughter is moving at the end of the semester to be with someone,” Mr. Lewis said as he shook his head. “He just never said who it was, you are the last person I would think.”

“My parents know Nickolai,” I said. “Something I didn't know until about a month ago. I think that is the only reason his trust in this situation is the way it is. That and when I was younger I would spend my summers here, and thats how far back I know Valkyrie.”

“I see,” Mr. Lewis said as he dug through his pants pocket. “I'll leave you to your own devices. If you need anything I'll be on the roof. Just take care of yourself.” With that last comment, Mr. Lewis walked off, a lighter in one hand and a pack of cigarettes in the other.

How is it that there are people who just seem to not care, as to who you are and what you are doing so long as you don't do anything to mess with them, and then there be the exact opposite, people who's sole purpose is to make your life a living hell? It's mind boggling. When you try to figure it out. No matter what you do even if you don't do anything, they still find reason to prosecute you for nothing.

Just a few seconds latter the bell rang and people started to file out of the classes in a noisy, hail of shouting and cheering. The room slowly emptied as the students all filed out, Valkyrie was the last one out, and almost tackled me to the floor, as she emerged with Anna, Benny, Jason and Maddy.

“It's nice to see you too,” I sad as I wrapped my arms around her. “But we need to get going, I'm sure Nickolai is starving by now.” I turned to look at the others while Valkyrie still clung to me. “I'm sorry but I'm going to have to kidnap her for a few hours.”

“Eh do what you like,” Maddy laughed. “I think she'll willingly follow willingly though. Anyways lets go.”

“Val's like a little sister to me,” Jason said as he patted me on the shoulder. “Take good care of her.”

I stood there as Valkyrie clung to me as her friends, no our friends walked off down the hall. I couldn't bring myself to say anything. Everyone just accepts that we are, no one tries to prevent our being together. In fact everyone who knows the truth about what is getting ready to take place has urged us on. Like there is some kind of cosmic will that everyone is bending to.