September 6, Sunday

We all begin to walk to the large cabin in front of us. Cara and Alex faster than me as I wanted to take in all of my senses. The smell of nature and hickory. Exactly how Grayson smelt.

The way the wind blew through my hair and the sun shined down perfectly. "Excuse me Luna." I hear a small voice say. I break from my thoughts and look down at my feet.

A little girl with long blonde hair was in front of me. "Luna, I brought this flower for you." The little girl says. I bend down to my knees to get a better look at the adorable girl. The mom quietly stood away from the girl. Many other people were looking at the scene as well.

"What's your name sweetie?" I say softly taking the flower out of the girls hand. She tucks a piece of her hair out of her face shyly.

"Mia." She says with her head down.

"I'm Isabella. It's nice to meet you. Thank you for this flower but I think it would look way more beautiful on you than me." I say which makes her head rise to my eyes. I tuck the small flower between her hair and ear. Her face immediately lights up with a smile that could make anyone smile.

I stand up to my normal height as she runs back to her mother. I walk to the cabin in silence as Grayson try's to catch up with me. As we walk into the house my eyes widen.

God this place was big. It looks so expensive. "You must make a lot of money. This place is just crazy." I say running my hand down the wood wall.

Grayson grips the side of my hip pulling me closer to him. "My family and I built this place. It's our prized possession." He whispers to me. I feel my cheeks redden at how close we were.

Grayson then proceeds to move me towards the kitchen we're Cara and Alex were. As we walk in I notice another women that looked older. She was short and wore a pretty pink apron.

Her eyes meet mine then widened. Her face then made contact with Grayson's figure besides me and became normal again. Is she his mother or something?

"Hello child. I'm Marry. Is there anything you would like to eat?" The women says in the sweetest tone possible. She reminded me of my grandmother.

"Marry this is Isabella. She's spending the night with me so we will definitely need some snacks." Cara says plopping down at the bar stools.

Just then another man walks in. He had short dirty blonde hair and green eyes. He wasn't as tall as Grayson but close.

"Alp- I mean, Grayson. I need to talk to you for a minute." The man says. His eyes then make contact with mine but then swiftly look away. Grayson nods his head before looking down at me.

"I'll see you later. Cara will show you around." Graysons whispers to me. I nod my head as his body heat soon leaves me. The man with the green eyes leaves the room after Grayson leaving me with questions. Who was that?

"So Izzy. If it's ok with you can Alex hangout with us for the day?" Cara says with Alex clinging to her body. He must really love her.

"I don't mind." I say walking towards the kitchen. "Would you like some fresh lemonade?" Marry says. I nod my head with a smile as she gets the lemonade.

"So I have a bunch of stuff we can do. I can tell your a relaxed kind of person so I wanted to show you the mountains. There so beautiful when the sun sets. Also I have some movies picked out and ya." Cara says twirling a piece of hair around her finger.

I nod my head before taking a drink of my lemonade. "Who was the man that was just in here?" I ask out of nowhere. Cara looks up at me stunned for a tiny second.

"That's Dean. He's Grayson's...best friend." She says slowly. I nod my head at how weird she was acting.

"Ok first since it's almost past 5 and the suns going down, let me show you something amazing. Your gonna need some boots though. It's muddy out. Just use these." She says pointing at a pair of boots by the door.

I slip my converse off and very easily put the boots on. They were much bigger than my feet. "Whose are these?" I ask as the boot almost falls off my foot.

"Grayson's. He doesn't use them anymore." Cara says. She was already wearing boots as well as Alex. Next time I'll remember this.

We start are walk to the back of the cabin. The backyard was anyone's dream. A view of a beautiful pond with green trees surrounding it. We walked off the patio and began our walk into the woods.

Play with Fire by Sam Tinnesz