How Movellas Changed My Life

*To Niall, the bestest, kindest, most patient friend I have ever had. As long as I live, I shall never forget you.* When Clover, shy and quiet fourteen-year-old hears of Movellas, she finds out she actually has a talent for writing. Movellas becomes her life. But how will her ex-popular friend Helen cope with this sudden surge in popularity for Clover? Will she be pleased or will she do her best to sabotage her reputation on Movellas?


8. Tree-house

While waiting for Danté, I grabbed two sleeping bags from the cupboard, a two litre carton of milk, two packets of oreos, some glasses, a torch, some chocolate spread, sandwiches and a hamper. Better to be prepared for the worst.


I heard the back door open behind me. In walked Danté looking tired and windswept.

"Help me here, Danté." I whispered, throwing the sleeping bags at him. "We're going to the tree house."

Silently, he obeyed. We reached the trees at the back of my huge garden. Danté climbed the little rungs on the tree with the basket on his wrists, got my rope, tied it to the basket and lowered it down for me to load it with stuff. This was routine for us. Inside the treehouse, equipped with glasses of milk and oreos, I delayed talking by studying my little hang out.


Dad had built it when I was little, but it had long since evolved from then. The walls were painted lilac like my room. On the floor were dark purple rugs, beanbags, cushions, fluffy blankets, silky blankets, you name it. On the wall to my left was pictures of me, my family, my friends, completely covering the walls. On the right wall was shelves of books, DVD's and puzzles. Also my portable DVD player. There was a window in the middle. Purple silk covered it. It was my little hang out.


"So Clover. What's up?" Asked Danté eventually.

"Oh Danté, where do I start?"

"The beginning, Clo" Said Danté gently.

"It's Helen. I'm really worried about her. Not a text from her all day, not even to brag about her date. And remember last night? She was so weird about movellas! And today! And of all people to go on a date with, Alex Peoples?! He's scum! All he cares about is s-e-x!"


"I know, Clover." Danté sighed. "I'm worried about her too. But you must remember, her choices are her choices. There's nothing me or you can do about it. And about movellas. She's jealous of you, Clo. She has ten fans, and a little amount of comments, while you shine. She's not used to you taking the light. We are talking about someone ex-popular."

"I know, I know." I hesitate.

"Clover, is there something else worrying you?"

I hesitate again, then shake my head.


"Okay, Clover. I understand. When you're ready to talk about me and you, we will." My stomach flipped. "For now though I think you need a distraction. Do you wanna watch Megamind while we're here? I haven't seen it in ages, and it's hilarious."


So, I got the portable DVD player, and we started to watch Megamind together. Through the film, I don't know how it happened, but curled up on the beanbags together, his hand found mine. Then I tucked my head in his shoulder. Comfy, I closed my eyes ..........

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