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The Line of Gemini – Part 1

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Sunny jumped into the truck and started the engine, a smile lighting up her face. Eli, however, hung back, and didn’t even budge when she stared at him, slack-jawed. Then with a sigh he set the can he’d been using to water the tomatoes on the front porch.

“What are you doing?” Sunny finally spoke, trying to refrain from gesturing wildly. “Stop waffling and get over here.”

Eli stared at her, lifting one eyebrow. “Waffling?”

Sunny groaned, throwing her head back. “Let’s go,” she nearly shouted.  

Eli shook his head. He couldn’t leave, not now. He glanced behind him. His eyes flicked over the quiet trailer, surrounded by trees and bushes, and encircled by a weed-ridden fence. Stepping stones decorated with hand prints and colored glass and shells led to the wooden steps.

“I need to talk to Tod,” he said. “I told you.” He thought they’d just been going outside to water the plants, not jump in the Chevy and leave in a cloud of dust.

“No!” Sunny beat the steering wheel, honking it by accident.

Eli’s eyebrow raised, and Sunny felt a little violated, the way his gaze burned into her. “I want him to come with us,” he said.

“Eli. First off, Mom and Dad are so over protective – ” She pushed a strand of strawberry blonde hair behind her ear and sat back in the seat. “We went over this already.”  

“He needs to come with us.”

Sunny scoffed, but her eyes widened at his stern tone. She couldn’t believe this right now. “Dude. You want him in the car with us?” She remembered the last time she and Tod had driven alone together. After that, her parents had yelled at her as if it was her fault. Blame the meteorite that landed on the car. Not me.

It was nearly six o’clock now, and they were just about to leave on a four-hour drive. Call her superstitious but it was true; Tod was like a bad luck charm. She gave him rabbit’s feet, four leafed clovers, but his bad luck just kept getting worse. Nothing could counteract it.  

“Well, yeah…” Eli swallowed. “I thought I made that clear.”

“What? You – okay, you know what, I’ll try to convince my parents.” She lifted a finger. “And you know that’s not going to happen.”

“No, don’t worry about it. I’ll convince them.”

Her mouth dropped open, and she struggled for words but found none. Now that she hadn’t expected.