{Chapter 10}

"Longly." I spat. "Give me the flowers."He just stood there, staring with those gorgeous emeralds, didn't even make a move to get the order. Would I have to rip the shop apart to get it, or was he going to move. Within seconds I was tapping my foot, imagining piano pedals, my fingers playing the main part of Clair de Lune silently against my leg. The wind chimes had really stirred something in me, and for the first time in three years I wanted to play piano, listen to composers, just be... free, and at one with nature. I could be like the birds, singing a song as they happily went about their daily lives, having fun and relaxing - if only he'd give me the flowers."Well? You going to go get them or not? Because I don't have all day." I rolled my eyes, just in case he hadn't noticed I was bored.He shook his head the moment my eyes left his. What, I was an enchantress now? "Uh, sure, Longly. And it's the summer, your new here and you're getting flowers for your mum. You must not be doing much, so what could you be in such a rush for?"His words gushed out, each one lingering in my mind like one of those stupid adverts where the words fly around the screen when the characters talk. I failed to answer, and he failed to notice. He was too busy mopping up the water from a broken vase he had run into. I sighed, letting my anger drop to save him from further humiliation. "Here, let me help you with that..." His head snapped up, startled. Did he think I was incaple of being kind due to our past encounters? "Um... I'll go get the flowers, the mops behind the counter." And he rushed off into the back, knocking more stuff over by the sounds of it.I grabbed the mop, and since my hands were no longer free I began to hum the melody from where I had left. It was actually comforting, it helped to ease my anger in a way - or perhaps it was the strong jerky movements I was making while mopping the floor, trying to avoid hitting everything and making as much noise as he had.And with the final trill, he came back into the shop again, carrying a hugebouquet. "God, what does she think when she gets these things... I have no idea how I'm going to get that back.""I could carry it for you, if you have other things to take back?" Shoot. I really had to stop thinking aloud."Uh, I'm on a bike actually, so I think I'll go buy a basket or something. She gave me enough money." I was stammering as I came up with an excuse as to why he shouldn't follow me home. He might be a raving pervert who wants to eat my family or something. He'll turn out to be a vampire or something, from the way he was staring at me...For some reason he looked hurt. Maybe he was a vampire, with the same gift as Edward. I shook my head. Enough about vampires, I was going back into the darkness of the forest for crying out loud. "It's no bother. We don't get much business here - I know, big shocker - and I owe you, for helping me clean up.""I only mopped up some spilt water, it's not as if a hurrican struck and I was ridding the remains of rubble and bodies." He was really going to think I was weird. Great, because that meant he would leave me alone."That's some sense of humor you've got there, I'm Daryan." He smiled as he said this, a sweet, shy smile. If I hadn't saw him that morning with his 'friends' I would have found this shocking."Karina, and I really have to go. I'll just buy a basket. Thanks for the offer though." I replied, taking the flowers and rushing outside, which filled my head with the windchime again. Louder than when I had first entered, as if the door had been opened twice...