It was the next morning and Jenna was in bed, buried into the pillow. Outside all she could hear was seagulls crying and the sound of the sea. She lifted up her head and looked at the clock. 6:13 in the morning. She took a deep breath and slumped her head back into the pillow. Suddenly, she heard an engine revving up, then dying down again. It wasn’t too loud, but loud enough to waken Jenna’s interest.

She threw off the sheets and jumped out of bed, walking into the bathroom and to the window. She rubbed her eyes and slightly moved the curtains to see what was going on. Outside was Lucas, surrounded by tools and messing with a motorbike.

“Bit early” she whispered.




She grabbed her bathrobe and after rushing down the stairs went outside. He had a sweat shine on his face. Despite this, she stared at him, fixated. After a while of looking at him screwing up bits on the bike that she didn’t even know existed, her courage grew and the words finally came out.

“Having fun?” She chuckled, twirling her hair.

He looked over and saw Jenna standing in the doorway. His pained and strained face changed into a contented smile. He wiped his brow. “Hey, Jenna. Didn’t wake you, did I?”

“Nah,” she said, “I was awake anyway”



She walked over to him and examined the bike. Not in the best condition but looking at it, he was doing his best. “Beauty isn’t she?” He stated, “Well she will be, once I’ve had her done up. Was my dad’s. He loved it until it broke down...”

“He must have been a nice man”

“He was. Honest to God, the best dad ever,” He looked at the bike, vividly, “I miss him a lot. I feel like fixing this bike would make dad proud somehow. Like his soul is in this bike and repairing it would give me part of dad back”


Jenna could see the tears in his eyes; he clearly missed his father quite a bit. She put her hand on his shoulder and looked at him. “He’d already be proud, I bet”
He looked at her. He felt things he’d never felt before, like he’d known this girl all his life and was just waiting for her to arrive. Her eyes were the most beautiful green he’d ever seen. He took every word of her voice into his head, dreamingly.

“I hope so” he muttered after several seconds of silence.



Suddenly, all they could hear was a loud bark. They looked down and there was a dog, looking at them both and Lucas bent down and gave him a cuddle. “This is John, my dog. I usually call him Johnny”

“He’s cute. Mind if I stroke him?”

“Yeah, go for it. He’s usually friendly with people”

She gave him a cuddle and he became the softest pooch ever. He rolled over onto his belly and had a belly rub for around two minutes.

“He likes you”

“I should hope so, I love dogs”

John popped his head up and ran after a falling leaf in the distance. Jenna got up off the ground and crossed her arms and watched him for a bit.



“Right,” Lucas said “I better go off to the shop and get some more food. I’m running low. Need anything?”

“Shouldn’t do, I might pop into town later and have a look around, see what they have to offer”

“Nice. I’d get some sleep.... It’s only twenty-five past six. I’ll pop those lightbulbs round later, once you’re fully awake”

She brushed the hair off her face and gave him a peck on the cheek.

“Later”

“Later, Jen”

Jenna walked back into the bedroom with a huge grin on her face. He was simply the most wonderful guy she had ever met. She threw off the bathrobe onto the chair and flew back into bed with joy and throwing the sheets back onto her, she went back to sleep with a smile from cheek to cheek.