A new house suddenly appears at the end of the road and Adrienne is the only one that seems to notice. She also can't remember the inhabitants, Grayson and his brother Lonzac who is too good to be true and wants Adrienne to go away with him. But where?
What follows is an adventure that is literally out of this world.


4. Chapter Four

“Where?” cried Dionne, her eyes wide and her mouth in a comical o-shape.

Watching as the cheese fell from her sandwich and onto the table, I replied, “Australia.”

“But you can’t! She’s not serious?”

“Yes she is.”

It was lunchtime at school and we were sat in the cafeteria. I had put off telling Dionne the news until then, knowing that she would go crazy. Grayson was sat with us and he seemed shocked into silence.

Dionne grabbed my arm. “I won’t let you go. You can’t leave me!”

“Believe me, I don’t want to. I have every intention of staying here,” I told her.         

Pulling me into a rib-crushing hug, she said, “You can live at mine. I’ll ask Mum when I get home and she’ll say yes because she loves you.”

“Thanks, Di.”

Awakening from his stupor, Grayson asked, “What about your Mum, Adrienne? She’ll need you.”

“She’ll have Shelly. She’ll be fine,” I said, feeling nowhere near as confident as I sounded.

Dionne squealed into my ear, making me wince. “It’s going to be so much fun! It will be like we’re sisters!”

Smiling weakly I doubted very much that either of our mums would let me live at Dionne’s. But I said nothing, not wanting to ruin Dionne’s good mood.



Straight after school I went over to Grayson’s house because I didn’t want to return home until I really had to. I did some more work on Dora, which helped to get rid of some of my pent up stress, and then had a quick shower before sitting down and watching a film with Grayson.

It was evening when I received a text from Mum asking me to come home, but I ignored it. The front door opened and Lonzac strolled in carrying several pizza boxes. My stomach grumbled at the delicious smell that drifted over to me.

“I come bearing gifts,” he announced smiling. Handing me and Grayson a box each, Lonzac said. “Hello, Adrienne. Grayson told me that you would be staying for dinner.”

Watching as he kept the remaining box for himself and sat down beside me, I said, “Thanks. How was your day?”

“Oh you know.” Resting an arm along the back of the sofa, behind my head, Lonzac said, “Full of annoying customers.”

Nodding, I opened my pizza box to find my favourite pizza. A mountain of cheese, mushrooms, peppers, tomatoes but no onions (I hated onions), it was perfect.

Taking a bite of his own pizza, Lonzac asked, “Did I get it right? I remembered no onions.”

“It’s great, thanks.”

As soon as we had finished eating, Grayson stood up. “I had better go to bed. See you tomorrow, Adrienne.”

I gazed after him in surprise. It was only nine o’clock. Turning to Lonzac I saw irritation on his pristine features. “I should probably go soon,” I said, knowing that Mum would be sat in the kitchen going out of her mind.

      Arching an eyebrow, Lonzac said, “Don’t you want to stargaze? I put the telescope out earlier.”

From his tone I took it that we usually looked at the stars together. It was weird that I still couldn’t remember stuff about Grayson and Lonzac.

“Uh sure, sounds good.”

He led me outside to the deck where a huge telescope was set up with two camp chairs and a blanket.

Sitting down, Lonzac asked, “How do you feel about moving to Australia?”

“I’m not going.”

“Why not?”

I heaved a sigh. “This is my home. I don’t want to leave.”

Lonzac was quiet for a while. Then he said, “Mars is supposed to be very bright tonight. Do you want to find it, or shall I?”

“I’ll do it.”

Leaning forwards I hesitated. I had no memories of our stargazing sessions, so that would be my first time using the complicated looking telescope. All telescopes were similar though, so I managed to find what I needed. I adjusted the tilt plate and focus knob while looking through the eyepiece. It took a while, but eventually I found the red planet.

Lonzac wrapped a blanket around me, making me jump.

“Um thanks. Don’t you want it as well?” I asked.

His lips twitched in amusement. “Are you offering to share?”

“I can’t let you freeze to death can I? I’d feel selfish if I had it all to myself,” I replied.

“I don’t think there is any chance of me freezing to death here, but thank you.”

Lifting the edge of the blanket up, Lonzac draped it over himself moving closer. Our legs and arms brushed, sending a surge of heat through me. His skin was hot to the touch, almost like he was feverish.

Feeling me staring at him, Lonzac smiled. “Is everything alright?”

My reply was lost as I found myself unable to stop gazing into his silver eyes. The way his irises were shimmering... it was like they were liquid. I was entranced by it. Lonzac’s smile increased making my heart skip a beat. Reaching up a hand, he traced a path of fire along my jawbone. My breath caught in my throat and I found my eyes drawn to Lonzac’s luscious lips which were slowly drawing nearer. Closing my eyes I waited for the brush of his lips on mine. I could feel his breath, warm and sweet, on my skin, and had to force myself to stay still, not to incline forwards.

“Adrienne, there you are.”

Disappointment overwhelmed me as I opened my eyes to find my mum stood at the end of the deck. Her hands were on her hips and her face was angry.

“Good evening, Mrs Owens.” Lonzac smiled standing up.

The blanket fell from him and I reluctantly got to my feet as well.

“Hello, Lonzac. It’s time for Adrienne to come home now,” replied Mum, her frosty exterior melting at his charm.

“Of course, I’m sorry that I kept her out so late.”

I muttered goodnight, my cheeks red with embarrassment, and grabbed my schoolbag from inside before following Mum home. The further we got from Lonzac’s house, the clearer my head became. I found myself wondering why the hell I had wanted Lonzac to kiss me so much. It had been his eyes . . . they had been almost hypnotic . . .

“Adrienne, are you even listening to me?”

Blinking I found that I was now in the kitchen at home. Mum was stood in front of me, her arms crossed.

“Sorry Mum.”

She gave a long sigh. “Just let me know where you are next time.”

Nodding, I turned to go but she grabbed my arm.

“About Australia . . .”

“No, Mum. I’m not going. Nothing you can say will change my mind.”

“Please Adrienne,” she whispered close to tears.

Shaking my head I pulled my arm from her grasp and went to my room.

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