Chapter 1 - Double Take

A/N: Sorry about the paragraphs deciding to be not indented... I coppied my story out of the Word document I typed it in and everythign was ok there. Sorry again... Enjoy though!

Chapter One
She stalked off down the dark hallway dragging her feet as she went. She didn’t want to leave; the business was none of hers but of her fathers. He had recently been hired to work in a factory in London some nine hours away. Gemini had lived in the small town of Cornwall for as long as she could remember and wasn’t just about ready to leave all of her friends behind. Slowing her pace, she struggled to prolong her last day at the old house. A shout from downstairs echoed its way to her ears.
“Gemini! Get down here and help me load everything into the van!” Her father bellowed, storming into view at the foot of the stairs.
She nodded silently and hurried into the living room. The carpet was barely visible through the wall-to-wall sea of boxes containing their belongings. She couldn’t stand the sight of it and suddenly an overwhelming urge to run back to her room and cry flooded over her; but she knew her father wouldn’t allow it. He wouldn’t let her cry. Boys don’t cry and neither should you. He had always told her. Her father had wanted a son. Had wanted more than anything to have someone to pass on the family name and watch rugby with. Unfortunately, shortly after Gemini was born, her mother was taken by a terrible illness and left the family without a son or mother.
This hadn’t been an easy concept for him to grasp and so saying, Gemini had grown up a tomboy. She was strong, stubborn, and willing to take on any challenge her father presented. Regrettably, she had now found something she couldn’t handle, and it was the one thing that could possibly make her life better in more ways than she could have imagined.
Picking up the two closest boxes to her, she set off out the door to the front driveway where the moving van was parked. / It was nine when they started, and by the time they had finished, the sun was high in the sky and her wristwatch read 1:15. She slumped exhaustedly onto the curb as her father did a final inspection of the house. She couldn’t bear to look at it and let her head fall dejectedly into her arms.
Suddenly she felt a hand rest itself on her shoulder and turned to look up into the smiling face of her best friend, Kyleigh. Jumping up, she near tackled her and they both hugged for a few moments.
“You’ve gotta promise to call me as soon as you can alright? We must hear how the house is.” She laughed, trying not to look too disheartened.
Gemini smiled in spite of herself. “I promise. But no having fun of any sorts while I’m gone right?”
There were footsteps behind them and Gemini turned again, this time to see her boyfriend of four years walking up to her. For a couple seconds, neither of them said or did anything, then, without warning, Gemini wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him to her. He pressed his forehead against hers and kissed her softly on the nose. She smiled and kissed him back. There was silence between them as they embraced for a final time. Without saying a word, she stepped back, her hand held fast in his as she began to walk away.
As her fingertips fell from his grasp, a single tear slid down her pale face.
Her father shouted from the cab for her to hurry up and with a last wave to her friends, she climbed into her seat and closed the door.
They drove on through the day, the poorly air-conditioned van making it hard to concentrate on anything. The hours passed slowly and soon the sky before them began to darken, streaks from the setting sun highlighting the clouds and sending shadows crawling across the road. By the time the van pulled up in the driveway of a small indigo house, the moon was high overhead and silvery stars littered the sky.
“Get the sleeping bags and pillows from the back. I’ll be inside.” Her father growled over his shoulder as he inserted the key into the lock on the front door.
Opening the back of the van, Gemini saw that the items she had been sent to retrieve were sitting close to her where she could easily reach them. Dragging them across the pavement, she made her way to the open front door.
Inside, the house was filled with shadows, the only light coming from the windows and what appeared to be her father’s room. She laid his things inside his door and then turned back down the narrow hallway that led towards the back of the house. At the end of the hallway she was faced with a door, which swung open, to reveal a small darkly coloured room with thick carpeting and two windows on the right and facing wall.
Setting down her possessions in a corner, she strode over to the facing window and rested her elbows on the sill. She found herself gazing off across a small backyard and onto the back of a facing house. Parallel to her, a window was set into the creamy brown surface texture of the house’s back wall. The room beyond it was shadowy and dark. As her eyes adjusted to the light she could see something moving within it. A person paced back and forth in front of the window, apparently unaware of her eyes following his or her every movement. She was much too tired to think and when the figure stopped suddenly then backed out of view, she hardly noticed.
Slowly, she began to let her eyes wander again. Across the backyard, along the stone wall separating the two properties, and to the houses on either side of her. To her left, the yard was bare; the space taken up only by a small, shrivelled garden covered in weeds and looking in dire need of attention. To the right stood a massive willow tree, towering over the house and everything around it. It looked to her as though the tree had lived there longer than any of the houses around it. Up near the top she noticed what looked to be a cleared area, perfect for her hammock. She couldn’t wait till the next morning when she could check it out for herself.
A noise from across the wall made her jump and her head snapped up to see the window across from her being opened. With one swift movement, she was back in her room and out of sight. She sat in the dark for a couple moments, regaining her breath, then peeked timidly through her window and was astonished to see a boy leaning his head outside from the other house.
He looked to be about her age with long red hair that came to nearly shoulder length and flipped out at the bottom. Thick bangs fell across his forehead, partially shielding his eyes. A bridge of freckles lined his nose and lightly covered the rest of his face as well. He squinted into her room. He must have seen her for he didn’t take his eyes away. After a few moments, he disappeared back inside his room and shut the window.
Gemini slumped against the wall and let her eyelids slide shut; she didn’t even bother to crawl into her sleeping bag.

Chapter Two
She awoke the next morning to the toe of a boot nudging her lightly in the side. Sitting up, she saw her father standing above her.
“It’s nearly nine o’clock. We’ve got a lot of work to do today. No sleeping in alright? I want you up and helping me bring in the boxes.” He said, walking away.
As he shut the door shut behind him, Gemini sat up, looking around at her room as the sun streamed in through the window above her.
The living room, she saw, was now littered with boxes and there was still much work to be done. As she stepped out the open front door, she saw her father standing beside the van, attempting to balance several boxes on top of each other.
The morning was long, and before either of them knew it, it was nearly mid-day. The hot summer sun loomed high overhead, watching as they carried numerous boxes into the small house and pelting their sore backs with it’s burning rays. Once all the boxes were unloaded, they set about to unpack everything. The boxes labelled Gem went to Gem’s room. The boxes labelled Max went to her father’s room. And the rest stayed in the living room for the time being.
The total of Gem’s boxes covered one wall and filled out into her room some. She reached for the closest package to her and lifted it into her arms. Upon opening it, she found that she had picked the box containing her books. The bookcase they were to go on was still out in the van along with the other pieces of furniture and she hurried out to retrieve it. Returning to her room, bookcase in tow, she made her way into the corner to the right of the door. She set it down and stepped back to admire it, making sure this was in fact where she wanted it before she began loading it with heavy books and knickknacks.
The first things to go on were the books; they took up three and a half shelves, leaving two and a half more for any other odds and ends she might find while looking through the other boxes that still needed unpacking.
The next box contained bedspread and pillow. With another trip out to the van, she managed to haul her bulky mattress through the house and into her bedroom. In the third box she found her photography supplies; her camera, its hard black plastic case, the detachable flash, the multiple lenses for it, the cleaning cloth and fluid, and a few rolls of black and white film. All these items but the film, which went into the new refrigerator to make it last longer, were spread out on the second to top shelf on her bookcase. As she dug through the remaining boxes lining her room, she soon stumbled upon the one holding her most prized possession; her hammock. She lifted it gingerly out of the box and held it up before her for inspection. There were a few tangles, but that was to be expected. She thought for a moment about where to place it; Where would be best to spend the rest of her summer days? She glanced out the window and, remembering the willow tree, dropped the hammock out onto the grass. Following it over the sill, she stooped to pick it up, then hurried over to the base of the tree. Gazing upward, she saw a perfect path up to the top, where she had seen the clearing in the branches the night she arrived.
Scurrying up the trunk at an almost inhuman speed, she soon arrived at the top and sat back to catch her breath. She unfolded the hammock and, locating the tie strings, commenced to hang it up. It only took a mater of minutes before the whole thing was securely fastened to the tree and when she was done she happily laid back on the seat she had made herself. Glancing down at the ground, she saw the boy from the night before standing at his window and gazing intently into her room. Once satisfied that she wasn’t there, he disappeared.
Giggling, Gemini followed her path back down to the ground and jumped back inside. Looking around she saw that while she had been gone, her father had been kind enough to bring in her vanity and bedside dresser. She smiled and quickly rushed out into the hallway to help him drag in her wardrobe as well. He helped her set it up against the wall then spoke to her.
“I was thinking about maybe going into town and getting you signed up for secondary school. So finish whatever it is your unpacking and get ready to leave. Alright?” He said, finishing the sentence over his shoulder as he turned and walked out of her room.
She nodded and set about making sure each piece of furniture was properly placed against the walls. When this task was complete, she began rummaging through the boxes on her floor for the one containing items to go on her vanity. Locating it, she carried it over to her bed and sat down. The boy was out in his backyard playing with his dog and she couldn’t help but positioning herself directly in front of the window where he might stand a chance of seeing her. A couple times she looked into his yard to see him looking back, each time he quickly turned his head away and continued to play with his dog.
As she was lifting a stack of seven some books onto the vanity top, she turned to look at him and dropped the books on accident. Gasping, she bent down to retrieve the scattered books from the floor. When she sat up, she looked again to see if he had seen her clumsy mistake. In that instant as she was turning her head, something round and fairly solid came pelting through her open window and struck her hard in the forehead. She toppled out of sight onto her bed and lay there for a few moments, dazed and unsure what had happened.
There was a pounding of footsteps outside her window and the boy appeared, face a ghostly shade of white, leaning into her room to see if she was ok.
“I’m really sorry about that. Did I hurt you?” He said quickly, offering her his hand. She took it and smiled at the warmth she felt beneath her fingertips.
She shook her head. “Oh, no. I’m fine. It just kinda scared me a bit. You’ve got a strong arm.” (Can we say corny? Corny. Yes.)
“Heh, yeah. I was throwing it to Ruby but I must’ve slipped or something. I wasn’t trying to hit you.” He blushed, noticing they were still holding hands and quickly taking his away. She blushed too then scrambled over to the other side of the room where the tennis ball had stopped after bouncing off her face.
“Here, catch!” She shouted as she pitched the ball hard in his direction. He winced as it made contact with his hand, quickly dropping it to rub his palm.
“I guess I deserved that huh.” They both laughed at each other for a couple moments before the boy took a step back, saying that he had to go put Ruby inside and finish some chores.
Gem nodded and watched his retreating back, biting her lip as she watched the perfect way all the muscles in his arm reacted when he used it to vault over the small stonewall. Once he had disappeared back into his house, she returned to the task of setting up her vanity. Once she was certain that everything was where it was supposed to be, she called down the hallways to her father that she was ready to go.
The school was large and made of brick, set just atop a small hill and surrounded with grass. As they pulled up into the parking lot, Gemini could see small paths worn away in the grass from years of students walking across them.
“You can stay in the car if you want. This’ll only take a minute.” Her father said as he slammed the car door shut behind him. She followed him out, art bag slung over her shoulder containing her drawing pad and pencils. Sitting down in a soft looking patch of grass below a window, she pulled out her drawing supplies and opened the pad to a blank page.
What to draw, she thought, nibbling the end of her pencil. Casting her thoughts about for a suitable picture, all she could see was a single hovering face. The boy from the backyard. No matter how hard she tried, she found it nearly impossible to get him out of her mind. There was something about him that was just so magnetically attracting to her that she could hardly imagine anyone more perfect. Soon she found herself drawing his face over and over again until it covered an entire page.
She snapped her head up as someone sat next to her, leaning over her shoulder to get a look at her notebook.
“Oh, sorry. Didn’t’ mean to freak you. What’s your name?” The girl asked. She was short and possibly the same age as Gem with long dirty-blonde hair and pale skin. Deep blue eyes peered from beneath a layered fringe and a big white smile shone beneath them.
Gem quickly shut the book, not wanting the stranger to see the drawings she had done of the boy. “I’m Gemini McRainey. I’m new here.” She introduced as she slipped her things back into her bag.
“Maui Cavendish.” The girl smiled, waving energetically. “Where did you move here from? Are you gonna be a senior or what? Is your house near here? Have you made any friends yet? Have you been here long enough to meet anyone? Why did you move to London anyways? Do you draw a lot? Can I see your drawings? Do I bug you? Do you want to come over to my house?” She gushed, taking a gasping breath when she had finished.
Gemini couldn’t help herself and broke out laughing, nearly falling onto Maui in the process. “Er, uh… What was the first question? I’m gonna be a senior. I haven’t made any friends yet… kinda. Uh, I like to draw a lot. No you can’t see my drawings. And sure, I’d love to come over to your house.”
Maui beamed and stood up, brushing the grass off her pants and laughing at Gem’s response. “Good. We’ll have fun. I’ve got plenty of friends for you. Do you need to ask your mum or something?”
“I’ll ask my dad when he comes back out.” She replied sullenly at the mention of her mother.
At that moment, the front doors swung open and her father stepped out onto the pavement, turning when he saw the two girls standing in the grass.
“Daddy, this is my new friend Maui. She wants to know if I can come over for a while.” She said, biting her lip nervously as Maui giggled from behind.
Her father thought for a moment before nodding his head. “Sure, but be back before dusk. You know how to get back to our house right?”
“Yes. Thank you!” She grinned, turning back to Maui.
The girl’s house proved to be only three blocks away from the school and it was an easy walk there. The house itself was large and white with grey trim and a light black roof. The front door was black and flagged by two large rosebushes that steadily climbed their way to the roof. A perfectly tended flower garden lined the base of the house and a neat row of dark green hedges concealed the white picket fence running along the outside of the yard. It was a beautiful house in all aspects and Gemini couldn’t even begin to imagine what treasures the inside might hold.
“Mum! Daddy! I’m home! I brought a friend, hope you don’t mind.” Maui shouted when she entered. Gemini saw that the room they had just walked into was the living room, with a TV in the corner surrounded by couches and a small coffee table. Forward a little and to the left was a hallway lined with several doors. Far right on the facing wall was a door leading to the dining room. Maui led Gem through this door and turned left.
“Are you hungry?” She asked as they stepped into the kitchen.
“Not really; I’m good, thanks.” Gem said, watching as Maui opened up the two large cupboard doors to the pantry.
“Alright, I’ll only make you one burrito then. I’m having two.” Maui giggled as she emerged from the shelves, tortillas, refried beans, and cheese in hands.
Gem raised her eyebrows and laughed as Maui set about to prepare the food. When the burritos were done, Maui set off down stairs to her bedroom. It was decently sized with a computer in one corner, a three person couch set up in front of it, a bed pressed against the other wall, a dresser, a bedside table, and a wardrobe all lining the remaining walls. Maui promptly flung herself over the back of the couch and began to rip away at her food. Gem laughed as she followed, taking the empty cushion on the end.
“So,” Maui said, bouncing upright so she was face to face with Gem. “Tell me about where you came from. I wanna hear what kind of friends you had. For reference.”
Gem raised her eyebrows, thinking. “Well, I used to live in Cornwall. My best friends were Kyleigh and James. We’ve all been friends since we were babies. Kyleigh is a year older than me and James’s is only a couple months younger than me. They’re both pretty cool. I’m gonna miss them. But we might see each other when we go off to college.”
“Neat! My friends that you get to meet have been friends with me since we were babies too. Daniel is my boyfriend. Rupert isn’t. I think you might like Rupert.”
Gem blushed. “I don’t know. But sure like to meet them. What’s Daniel like?”
“Er, he’s Daniel Radcliffe.” Maui said, bracing herself as though she were expecting Gem to attack. “And Rupert’s Rupert Grint.”
There was silence as Gem stared blankly at her friend. “Ok… So what are they like?”
“Don’t you know who they are?” asked Maui, a confused look plastered across her face.
“No, I told you, I just moved here. You’re the only one I’ve met really. Should I know them?”
Maui shook her head. “No. Sorry. I just thought that… Never mind. But yeah, Dan and Rupert are cool. They’re funny and nice and all. Dan and I have been going out for a year and a half now. You and Rupert would be adorable together. I’m so hooking you up with him!” She beamed, bouncing a little off the back of the couch.
“Thanks… I guess. So when do I get to meet these fabled men?”
Rolling her head onto her shoulder, Maui chewed absently at the burrito in her hand. “I dunno. Are you free tomorrow? Maybe we can double date. You know, go to a movie or something.”
“That sounds fun. What movie?”
“I don’t know. We’ll see what there is. What kind of movies do you li--“ Maui started, cut off suddenly by the ringing of the phone on her desk. She picked it up and lifted it to her ear.
“Yes?” There was a pause and her face lit up. “Hey Danny! We were SO just talking about you! Yeah, I made a new friend. What? Oh, her name’s Gemini McRainey. She’s cool. You and me’er gonna get her and Rupe together. You says what? No. Yes. What are you talking about? Hey, you should, like, tell Binka and Nugget hi for me. That’s great. You’re great. Yeah, I miss you too. We haven’t seen each other for what…” she checked her watch. “eight hours? Oh I know! You should come over and meet Gem. No. Don’t do that. Yeah right now. You’re so immature! Shut up. Daniel Alan Radcliffe! Goodbye. Yes, I love you too.” And with that she hung up.
“Ok, so Dan’s gonna be over soon. Maybe then you’ll recognize him.”
“I’ve only seen one guy since I got here. He lives behind me and hit me in the forehead with a tennis ball.”
Maui laughed and continued to gnaw at her food.
The two sat and talked for a few more minutes before there was a knock on the door.
“Come in!” Maui shouted, attempting to keep a mouthful of beans from spilling out of her mouth. The door opened and a tall, dark haired boy walked in. Maui looked to Gem expectantly but her friend only waved calmly at Daniel.
“So Dan, we were gonna double date with Gem and Rupert. What movie should we see?” Maui started again as her boyfriend took a seat next to her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and kissing her lightly.
“I dunno. I’m really not pro anything right now. All the movies are good. Action, romance, comedy, and fantasy isn’t it? But you know the fantasy one looks kinda neat. What was it called again?” Asked Dan, taking a bite out of Maui’s burrito.
“Here and Gone. I think that’s it anyways. The one with the witches and crap?”
Daniel scowled suddenly. “Yeah, the one that copied Harry Potter?”
“Danny… They didn’t copy Harry Potter. What do you think Gem? Seen it yet?”
“No, sorry.” Gem said quietly. “I haven’t even seen Harry Potter yet. But I’ve read the books though! They’re brilliant.”
The couple looked suddenly shocked. “You’ve never seen Harry Potter? Have you at least seen any picture from it? Posters or anything?”
“Not that I can think of. I stay around my house mostly and we don’t get mags or TV or anything. But I’ve heard it’s great. And that the actors are really good. Have you two seen it then?” She said miserably, hanging her head.
“I’ve seen it a couple times. It’s the best. And the actors are fab!” Maui giggled. “The one who plays Harry is a major hottie.”
Dan breathed in sharply, frowning at his girlfriend. “And what about me? Is he better than me?”
“No, Danny. You’re pretty cute too. Ooh, and Gem? You’d totally love Ron. He’s great. Absolutely adorable.”
“Ron was my favourite character in the books. I can’t wait to see who was cast to play him. He’s probably ugly though, knowing my luck,” chuckled Gem, biting her lip.
“Oh well, maybe we can all watch it sometime! That would be the best. I think you’d enjoy watching it with us. Dan and Rupert can practically act out the parts. It’s great.”
“When?”
Maui bounced up in her seat. “Right now? We could invite Rupert over! It would be so much fun… Oh, but it looks like it’s getting dark out, you have to go don’t you.”
“Yeah, but thanks for having me over. Wait, what time’s the movie?” Gem asked, jumping over the couch and heading for the door.
“6:00”
“Right, I’ll see you then. Bye.”
By the time Gem arrived back home it was nearly dark out. Her father’s silhouette flicked past the window as he pulled the curtains back to see if she was coming. She waved as she walked past into the back yard and up the willow to her hammock. Flopping tiredly onto her back, she looked up through the branches at the fading light. Pulling out her drawing pad and pencil she used the last rays from the sun to draw the boy one more time before she headed back inside to go to sleep.

Chapter Three
Gemini awoke the next morning, not to her father prodding her in the side, but to a warm breeze sifting in through her window and the hot summer sun falling across her face. She squinted as she sat upright, rubbing the sleep from her eyes and scooting over the edge of her bed. The wall clock she had rested atop her dresser read half past seven.
Her father was already up and unpacking in the living room. A small pile of newspaper and boxes sat in the corner and she watched as he gently set pictures of their family on the mantle above the fireplace.
“Good morning, Gem. Do you want to help me nail up some pictures? The hammer and nails are over there on that box. No, on second thought, go out to the van and get the end tables for the couch.” He said as she stepped up beside him to look at the photographs. Each one was facing slightly towards the middle where a glass sphere containing a single preserved lily sat reflecting the light from the morning sun.
After she had returned from fetching the end tables, Gemini set about to help her father hang up the rest of the pictures. When that was done, a few new friends from work were called over to help carry all the heavy furniture into the house and Gem was released to her willow until the job was complete.
She hurried back into her room, snatching up her bag and bolting up to her hammock. She had to draw something else today. Something to take her mind off the boy. She was to meet someone else at six that day and she needed to get him out of her thoughts. She set the pencil to a blank sheet of paper and began to draw. Soon, the image of a woman in a rocking chair formed before her. This woman was cradling something in her arms. A baby. Long sheets of silken hair fell down one side of the woman’s head, the other half tucked behind her ear to reveal her face. She was beautiful, with high cheekbones, a perfect jaw line, and a calm smile lighting up her face. ‘Mummy’ Gem labeled below the picture.
There was a noise from below and she shifted her notebook so as to get a good view of the garden below her. The boy was out in his yard watering a small clump of flowers. He looked up at her, then, seeing her gaze on his, turned away quickly to tend to his job.
She giggled silently and dropped the pencil she had been holding. It bounced off several large branches before falling square into the garden below her. Staring down at it, she debated crawling down and retrieving it herself, or calling over to him to throw it up instead . This would, after all, be a good way to get a conversation started.
“Oy!” She called down to him, scooting onto the edge of her hammock and brushing a lock of stray hair out of her face. “I dropped my pencil, do you think you could grab it for me?”
The boy looked startled having been addressed by her and quickly hurried over to where she was pointing. After a few moments of searching, he located the pencil and climbed up on the stone wall to hand it to her. This, of course, was pointless seeing as she was up near the very top of the tree and he couldn’t have reached her if he had tried.
“You can come up if you want.” She laughed, seeing him pull back his arm to throw the pencil at her. “If you’re not busy that is.”
“Sure, just a sec.” He grinned as he begun scaling the side of the tree. She laughed at the sight of him struggling to pull himself up and around the branches protruding from the rough trunk.
Once he was nearly to the hammock, she reached her hand over the edge to help him up. Feeling his hand grab hers, she pulled hard, his head popping into view, shortly followed by the rest of his body.



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