Fiction: The Secrets of Saltlake, After the beach
If you are here to catch up in the next instalment of my Secrets of Saltlake series, thank you! I am still loving this series so far and at the time of writing this, I have ideas bursting out of everywhere. My fingers can’t type fast enough to keep up with them so I hope it is starting to make sense. If you would like to you can read the first instalment The Secrets of Saltlake before this one or you can read this and decide if you like it before reading the other part. This series currently has 4 parts but I’m thinking 6 will fill in the gaps nicely. I have written the next part and the last instalment so I need 2 more to complete the story I think.
I’m thinking I should have kept this all to one side as a novella but when I wrote the first piece I didn’t have any clue how or where it would take me. So as I have done before I am making it into a series just for my readers. As always, any feedback and constructive criticism welcome.
The Secrets of Saltlake: After the Beach.
Ariel had been in contact with her dad straight after the beach incident. Jonny had tried to talk to her in the car about it but she changed the subject. She knew she sounded like those vacuous cheerleaders she had met on the squad whose lives revolved around their sport and their social lives. She never wanted to be like them and Jonny knew she wasn’t. Brianne was a cheerleader and one of her oldest friends. Yet cheerleading to her, although her passion was the route to a scholarship to follow her dreams. That girl was headed somewhere.
But still, Ariel waffled on about how she couldn’t wait to see the girls and she wondered had Emma spoke to Steve, the editor of the school newspaper and blog since their date last Friday. She couldn’t help herself. She had to free her mind to converse with her dad and show him what had happened yet she couldn’t just ignore Jonny. She could feel him freaking out behind his calm exterior. As a quarterback she knew he was level headed and reliable under pressure, she had seen that many a time whilst cheering him on from the bleachers. But never before had she picked up on his fear like she was now.
She gave his hand a squeeze as he reached for her from the driving seat. Eyes fixed firmly on the road, his jaw was clenched and she could tell he was grinding his teeth. The sun had caught his face and gave a glow to his healthy Mediterranean complexion. Jonny’s family were Sicilian and despite not having visited Sicily since he was a young boy, he still carried the characteristics of heritage with him respecting not only his elders and their traditions but also his olive eyes and jet black hair gave him that irresistible Italian look all the girls at school swooned over.
The drive was taking forever. Usually, it didn’t take so long but it seems the whole of Saltlake had been at the beach and after that ferocious explosion of purple lightening in the sky, it seemed everyone had decided to leave pretty quick too. Jonny rapped his fingernails against the steering wheel. The nervous energy building up inside was too much to bear it felt like it was going to explode from inside him any second.
His cool exterior was fooling no one he thought to himself as he stared at the traffic building up on the little dirt road ahead of him. You would think by now Saltlake would have made a proper asphalt road or something in and out to the beach but the mayor voted against it saying it would ruin the charm and the landscape or the little fishing town. So the dirt road remained, as did the ever increasing line of cars and 4×4’s trying to exit all at the same time.
Ariel’s voice snapped him back to the present. She was still wittering on about Emma and Steve. He had spoken to Steve yesterday. They didn’t usually hang out but they had 3rd period English together and Jonny thought if he was going to be dating one of Ariel’s friends he may as well get to know the guy. He did really like Emma and was taking her out for dinner tonight. That’s why we were going to meet them. But he still couldn’t shake this feeling inside him that something was really really wrong and Ariel knew a damn sight more about the purple and the lightening than she was letting on.
She could discuss her friends and the upcoming volleyball tournament at school all she wanted but Jonny was determined to find out what it was she wasn’t telling him and his resolve hardened as he returned the squeeze of her hand interlocking their fingers as he gently kissed her pink polished fingernails.