Frosty winters drift on by You ask, “Why don’t we try?” We sink out of bed, Despite logic, you led We circled round and round the square We danced all night, then and there You asked, “Shall we?” And did he Join in with our mischievous dare
Dancing in the rain together Our feet felt as light as a feather Pitter-Patter Spitter-Spatter
Drop.
Sunny Summers arrive. You ask, “Why don’t we try?” We try, but fail And I shall be telling this tale Of how one Winter we danced in the rain together And our feet felt as light as a feather.
Ella has a passion for skateboarding.
Cam has a passion for skateboarding.
Together they meet via their favourite hobby.
Nothing seems to be in their way. They believe they can do anything together.
Until a new girl comes on to the scene.
Her name: Stella Cruben.
Have you met her before?
Don’t.
Again. I see you a second time An illusion already happened Will you appear once more? Or await my arrival, already there? I see you a second time Familiar feelings flood my face Hallucination, divine Sway to and fro, Blurry vision, how convenient Will you appear once more? Or surprise me, when not certain? I see you a second time. Flashback, 2.0 Nostalgia, already happened Await my presence, to and fro? I see you a second time.
“Oi, you!” Adam screamed.
“Yes?” Anne replied innocently.
“Can I just say, that shirt of yours looks like someone was sick on it. I love it!”
Anne gasped.
“And your scarf looks about as torn as a broken fishing net.” Adam exclaimed proudly.
“Sorry? You mean you like it?! Uh…..th…thanks I guess..” Anne burbled. “Can I say something about you?”
“Sure! Offend away…”
“That…those shoes of yours look like your take good care of them….uh..” Anne mumbled.
“I don’t think you’ve quite got the touch…” Adam replied.
Spirits are high Get out if bed This time No back is aching.
Spirits are high Tread downstairs Wave to mum No tension.
Make yourself A cup of cocoa And sip. No tastebuds hurt.
Sit down On the sofa Check your phone No nasty comments.
Mum waves goodbye Off to work Dad wakes up Seems in a good mood
Check your phone For the fourth time this morning Oooooooh, message! Open it up…
“Hi! Just texting to say we love you. Going to be staying at gran’s for a while Don’t misbehave! We’ve sent a little gift along In the meantime. Enjoy!”
Open a parcel Gasp.
Auntie’s sent you a puppy.
“Rose?”
“Yeah?”
“I’ve been thinking…”
“Go on…”
“Umm….so…..”
“Spit it out!”
“I…uh…I don’t really…want to be your friend anymore….sorry.”
“Oh! I mean….uh….”
“John?”
“I understand.”
“Really? Oh god, thank you, Rose!”
Ella needed a new life.
She needed the freedom of knowing there were endless adventures out there.
Her small terrace house was just too boring - she felt she deserved more than that life.
Her brother Joe stepped in line with her and held out his hand. Ella gave it a squeeze.
She thought of how mad her family would be when they found out they had run away - that didn’t matter right now. Nothing mattered.
They headed out of the door, determined to never look back.
