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Sunday, April 13, 2014

Short Story Sunday-#15

This story is continued from last week's story. If you haven't read last week's then I suggest you do that before reading this one. :)

Lach and Hadley continued to be friends and send messages through the bottle, which was now being sent in a box. They planned to meet each other sometime and they asked their families and decided to meet in Spain in the hot month of August. Lach couldn't get over the excitement of getting out of the country and finally meeting this girl he had been speaking to and getting to know for the last couple months. He just couldn't stop thinking about it.
   As Lach and his dad boarded the plane, he kept wondering what Hadley is really like. Maybe she was different than what she said. But these thoughts did not get Lach's feelings down.
   After a long, gross plane ride, Lach got off the plane and breathed in the clean air of the airport. His dad got a taxi and they drove to Hadley's town. Lach was speechless at the sight of the Spanish buildings. The flat roofs and white walls were so different from the pointy roofed houses in Massachusetts. They found Hadley's house and knocked on the door.
   Lach's heart dropped. What if she didn't like him? What if they didn't get along? All these kinds of thoughts rushed through Lach's head in the few seconds he was waiting for someone to open the door.
   After what felt like a lifetime, but was only 5 seconds, the door opened and a girl about his age with long wavy brown hair stood behind it. As soon as she laid her eyes on Lach's they lit up and she shrieked.
   "You're here! I've been waiting! Come in." She stepped away to let them come inside. Lach came in and was amazed once again by the scene. The walls held family photos and Hadley had the same happy eyes in every one.
   Hadley pulled him into the brightly-colored living room and sat him down in a chair. She sat in an armchair across from him.
   They sat in an akward silence for a minute before Hadley hekd out her hand and said, "Hello, I'm Hadley and I love to explore."
   Lach laughed and shook the hand. "Hi, I'm Lach and I love to write books." They both laughed and fell into a conversation of books and beaches. They talked about their miracle friendship and how it just happened to work out.
   Lach stayed for three days and when the time came to leave, they both had a hard time letting go.
   "I'll come over to America sometime and see you!" Hadley yelled after them as they drove off.
   No one could bear leaving, but they knew that they would be friends for as long as they lived and maybe even after that. Fate had brought them together and they would keep it that way.
THE END!
Yay! I finished. I'm really proud of this story. It turned out nicely. 

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