Two

Rays of gleaming sunlight peeked in through the curtains spilling across the floor and onto my bed. The warmth of the sun felt wonderful as I lay peacefully in my bed. Opening my eyes I sat up in my bed and stretched my arms above my head. I could smell everything that my mom was busily preparing below for breakfast. The bacon sizzling away in a frying pan, the grits simmering in the pot, eggs being scrambled, pancakes cooking in the skillet, and of course her special home-made chocolate chip muffins. I jumped from my bed and headed towards my closet. I grabbed a pair of comfortable jeans, my black halter-top and put them on before heading downstairs.

"Morning sleepy head." My mom greeted me as I a walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table. "You slept a little late didn't you? You're normally up right before I am."

"I just felt like sleeping a little more that's all." I replied slouching slightly in my chair. "I mean after all it is summer. And who wants to get up early during the summer?"

"You hungry?" she asked as she assembled a plate for me of all she had cooked.

"Of course mom." I smirked at her. "Make sure you put extra bacon and an extra muffin on there too."

"I should have known." She sat the plate loaded down with all of her specialties in front of me. I dug in with gusto watching her as she fixed her own plate only with smaller portions than mine.

"I don't see how you can eat the little." I said gesturing to her plate as she sat down across from me.

"And I don't see how you can eat the much and now grow as big as a barn." She countered. "But here you sit tiny as anything."

"I don't get it either mom, but why fight it. I say embrace what life gives you and be happy with it."

"I wish I could be as optimistic as you are Ashton." I smiled at her then returned to my food. We both finished our breakfasts at the same time even though I went back for seconds. I got up for the table, sat my empty plate in the sink, and turned to my mom.

"You don't need me around the house today do you?" I asked as she walked over and sat her plate on top of mine in the sink.

"Nope." She stated. "Why do you ask?"

"No reason just making sure it was okay for me to leave." I replied leaving the kitchen and heading up the stairs to my room.

"You're going back to fix that car again aren't you?" she called after my retreating back.

"You know it." I called back. "Remember it's the only way I can get a car."

If she said anything else I didn't here because I was already in my room and gathering my things. I stuffed in my bag, careful not to jostle the cube, my cell phone and ipod. I quickly put my black low tops on and headed back down the stairs and out the door.

"Be back by 11:00." mom called as I walked out the back door. I stopped and turned around to stare at her.

"You're serious?" I said skeptically. It had to be a joke. She never let me stay out past 10:00. She was always annoyingly strict.

"I thought about what you said last night, you know, that I was summer time." she replied. "Don't make me wish I hadn't."

"You won't regret it mom." I grabbed my bike from beside the back door and hopped on. I headed to the junkyard but I wasn't going to work on the car as my mom thought. I was just going there to be alone with my thoughts. It was Sunday anyway and no one would be there, but Mr. Anderson always left the door open for me. He wasn't afraid anyone would steal from him. All it was really was a heap of old cars that looked like they needed to be incinerated. It was the only place I could really be alone with my thoughts. Or so I thought.

"Playing with tools again, Ashton." came a voice from behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see Daniel smiling at me. As usual his shaggy brown hair was a mess and fell into his grey eyes. He was perched on an old rusted car that looked like it was supposed to be a corvette. He was wearing his favorite jeans that had holes in the knees and so many stains that you couldn't even count, a plain black shirt, and of course his trade mark red converse.

"What are you doing here, Daniel?" I asked as he climbed off the car and came towards me. "Surely you don't have any business at a junk yard."

"Well I could ask you the same thing." he countered. "I mean after all normal girls don't spend their time around old rusty things."

"If you haven't noticed I'm not normal."

"When did I ever say you were normal?" he asked sitting beside me.

"Ouch." I pushed him slightly. "That wasn't nice."

"Don't worry about it. I consider myself in the same category. We're both not normal." He replied pushing me back. "Besides what's so great about being normal?"

"Nothing." I answered. "Absolutely nothing is great about being normal, that's why I love the way I am. I guess you could say that I'm the most not normal person at our school if you wanted to categorize us even more."

"What do you mean?"

"That's for me to know and you to find out." I couldn't be seriously thinking about telling him about my ability? I asked myself. I'd have to be crazy to tell him.

"So you have a secret?"

"Maybe?"

"Okay there is defiantly something you're not telling me."

"Now what would make you think that?" I got up and made my way quickly through the maze of cars around us. He followed behind me, but not close enough to catch me. "I couldn't possible have a secret."

"Oh but you do." He stated.

"You're nosey aren't you?" I sped up this time and began weaving in and out of the cars. "But you'll have to catch me before I tell you."

"Is that a challenge?" he sped up as well, keeping a good pace with me, but I was still out of his reach. I didn't answer his question, just kept going. I knew my way around the junkyard better than he did and I could easily get him lost since he was following me. I rounded the next corner and stopped dead in my track. There in front of my way was a huge robot. Daniel, oblivious to it, run up behind me and grabbed me by the arms.

"Okay now I've got you what's your secret?" he demanded. Now he looked up and saw what I saw. "Why is there a huge robot standing there?"