| Boy
Meets Girl
by Mary Rout
Wow, it’s dark in here!
These were his first thoughts upon waking. He waited patiently for his
eyes to adjust to his surroundings.
I can hardly see a thing.
He grumbled, shifting his position.
What was that?
He bumped into something and was most surprised. He lay quite still trying
to remember if there should be someone else here with him? Several minutes
past and, try as he might, he just could not remember falling asleep with
someone else beside him. Finally, unable to remember, he decided to take
a peek to see who was here, in his personal space; with him. Maybe then
he would remember something. He wriggled back and forth to try and get
a better view, but it was no use; whoever they were they were snuggled
up right against his back leaving him no room to manoeuvre.
There really isn’t any room in here
He snaked out his left hand behind him reaching out to try and feel what
was stopping him from moving around freely.
Wow! That’s a person I can feel. I’m really not alone. There’s
someone here with me and…wait…they’re moving too!
He waited until they stopped moving and then turned his head over his
shoulder to sneak a look at the person next to him.
Hmm, what lovely shaped eyes they have. And those eyelashes. Wow! Thick
and black like a chimney sweep’s brush.
His gaze saw each individual eyelash gently resting on pale ivory skin.
Not much hair though, but, it is dark and curly,
He noted approvingly. Next, his eyes moved back down to the face of his
companion. What a sweet little button nose you’ve got. And lovely
butterfly wing lips. And is that a tiny dimple I can see in your chin?
His examination progressed. With the lightest of touches his fingers brushed
the exquisitely soft silky skin of the person lying next to him; stroking
along the contours of their body, light as a feather until finally along
the back of their hand, down long thin fingers to fingertips encased in
short finger nails. His companion’s arms were crossed over their
chest and their knees were pulled up tight onto their tummy. Very gently
he ran a fingertip over their knee noticing the difference between bone
and soft, gentle, skin. His companion stirred and stretched out revealing
a soft rounded tummy and remarkably long legs.
That’s what I must have bumped into; it must have been those long
legs pressed into my back that stopped me from turning over.
But he didn’t mind. It was somehow reassuring to know that he was
not alone. He continued to watch his sleeping companion for several more
minutes before he became sleepy again. So, settling himself comfortably
down beside his companion, he closed his eyes and drifted off into a deep
sleep.
She awoke with a start. What was that? she thought stubbornly, refusing
to open her almond shaped eyes.
I’m sure I felt something? Yes, there it is again. What is that?
She waited, listening carefully to every sound. The steady boom, boom
of a heart beating; the background noises.
Oh, no, I don’t believe this! Is that…a…
She reached out in front of her with one of her hands and met solid warm
flesh.
Oooh! Her natural inquisitive nature took over. Her fingers began to dance
up and down feeling, exploring.
Yes, there’s a hand…an arm…chin, nose, oops sorry didn’t
mean to poke you in the eye. She waited for a shout of pain. When one
didn’t come, she excitedly resumed her exploration. Lightly, her
fingers continued to brush the skin of her companion; moving over their
body with the lightest of touches, drawing an abstract pattern on their
ivory skin. Having completed her investigations, she concluded that indeed
she was not alone and, surprisingly, felt strangely comforted by the existence
of another person so close by. Should she wake them up? Or would it be
better to simply observe them? I wonder what they look like?
Finally she opened her eyes and allowed them the freedom to observe her
companion. Her sky-blue eyes wandered over their body. They were so close
together; touching each other’s bodies in the confined space that
she could see the veins criss-crossing under the ivory skin of their back.
Hmm, she mused, noting that their body was almost identical to hers before,
finally, allowing her eyes to rest upon their face. It was hard to see
everything from her position. They were lying side by side, both facing
the same way, both on their right sides. She raised her head to get a
better view of her sleeping companion.
It’s not fair. They’ve got longer hair than me. It’s
the same as mine, thick, curly, and dark but it’s longer and I can’t
get mine to grow like that. And, they’ve got eyelashes to die for!
She wanted to shake her companion awake to complain but she resisted the
urge because, at that moment, their eyes flickered slightly and their
eyelashes fanned out across beautiful cheekbones like a Spanish Lady’s
black lace fan and she watched, mesmerised. Her examination complete,
she felt the heavy cloak of tiredness settle upon her. After all this
excitement, she yawned and stretched her limbs, then settled down comfortably
drifting off to peaceful sleep.
What the hell was that?
His attention grabbed by a force more powerful than he had ever felt before
shook him violently.
An earthquake! It’s got to be an earthquake.
He quickly reached this decision. He and his companion were in danger.
He lay absolutely still, then again a few minutes later, was pushed, and
bounced around like a raft in the ocean.
We’ve got to get out of here, he decided as he began anxiously to
search for a way to escape but it was still pitch black and this hampered
him. He began to move, feeling his way, looking for an opening, a door,
a corridor, anything leading to the outside. In his hurry he bumped heads
with his companion.
They’re still asleep!
He was stunned that they could sleep through all this ruckus. But, not
for long. His companion’s eyes flew open and they opened their mouth
but their scream of fear was smothered by the noise and force of the next
quake. Out of the corner of his eyes she saw a flash of light.
There; there’s a light. Quick follow me.
He caught hold of his companion’s wrist and purposefully went towards
the light.
It seems to be down some sort of tunnel.
He stopped near the entrance and looked down. He could see the sides expand
and contract with the force of the earthquake.
There isn’t room for the two of us so I’ll have to let go
of them, but they must follow me. He turned to tell them what they needed
to do but hesitated just for a fraction as he saw their beautiful blue
eyes open wide in fear. He was about to tell them he would go first and
they should follow when, before he could say anything, a ferocious force
tipped him over the edge of the tunnel of darkness and, head first, he
disappeared from view.
She had been glad she was not alone and had someone with her who was brave
but, as she watched in silent amazement, her companion disappear from
sight Paralysed with fear she huddled in a ball and resisted the violent
quakes that followed; each one trying to pushed her over into the dark
tunnel, just like they had with her companion.
Perhaps, if I stay very still where I am, I’ll be safe?
Stubbornly, she resisted, hoping that her companion would reappear to
help her but, when he didn’t, she could resist no longer. The quakes
were continuing more violently now. Bravely, she moved just enough so
that she could peer over into the dark tunnel. It was pitch black and
she couldn’t see her companion. He could still be down there but
that was the unknown and she was scared to venture into the tunnel in
case she didn’t come out. Suddenly, just like her companion, she
was tipped over into the tunnel as a series of quakes hit. Down she went,
stopping several times along the way with only enough time to catch her
breath before being pushed further down, deeper and deeper, into the tunnel.
Just when she thought she wouldn’t make it, another violent quake
threw her clear of the tunnel and into daylight. Such was the force that
she cried out yelling at the top of her voice, scrunching her face up,
and screwing her eyes tight shut against the harsh light.
‘It’s a girl!’ the joyous greeting rang out as strong,
careful, hands reached under her head and bottom lifting her up. ‘Safe
and sound now. Look little one, open your eyes, and meet your brother?
This little boy has been waiting to see you.”
Who were these people?
She opened her eyes and was startled to be staring into the wide awake
face of her sleeping companion. He was staring back at her. Bewildered
by their surroundings, they both just stared at each other. ‘A boy
and a girl! Let’s introduced you properly. Liam meet Lucy. Lucy
meet Liam. Congratulations, Mum you have twins!’
Liam and Lucy looked around at their new world, neither realising that
they were a boy and girl bound together for all time.
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