F is for First Vacation

My A-Z Theme is based on my books, the Game On series. You won’t need to have read them to follow this story, since it’s slightly removed from the full plot, like a side story. What it will do is give you a glimpse into my characters, and a chance to get to know them a little bit, PLUS, during the story, you will get a mini tour of parts of the UK! The posts will come from two of my main characters, Leah Walker and Radleigh McCoy.  If this is your first time here, please start at the letter A. :D
 

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F – First Vacation 

(Radleigh)

Leah insisted she drive us from her hometown, through Cornwall to a place called St. Ives, where we’d be spending a couple weeks… well, you know. ;) She said I’d find it hard to navigate the narrow streets and winding roads because I’m not used to them at all, and that I’d get too impatient if we got stuck behind a tractor. Okay, she knows me a little too well, but like I told her, I’m the man. I can drive the car.

Cornwall looks pretty much like any image you’ve ever had of England. Lots of fields, sheep, cows, and tiny villages which only have a pub, a post office and a corner shop.

“How did a girl like you come from a place like this?” I asked, as I was forced to slow right down again as we hit yet another small village.

“What do you mean?” Leah’s eyes narrowed a little.

“This place. It’s nice, but if I’d had to guess, I’d have pegged you as a city girl. You’re too… worldly for somewhere like this.”

“Worldly? Is that a polite way of calling me a tramp?”

I laughed. “No! But these towns… they look like they should be full of girls in flowery dresses and guys wearing waistcoats. You don’t fit here.”

“Why do you think I came to L.A?” She smiled, and I forced my attention back to the road, even though I really wanted to pull over and kiss her. Not that that was an unusual feeling. “Places like this breed two kinds of people. The people who want to stay here forever because they can’t imagine being anywhere else. And people who can’t take the boredom and make a run for it as soon as possible.” 

I couldn’t imagine what would have happened to Leah if she’d stayed in Cornwall. Like I said, it’s nice, but it’s not a place where she’d have been happy to stay for the rest of her life. I was glad she got away. Glad she made it to L.A.

Glad I stopped being an idiot and got her back.