As they got closer she noticed something shining in the reflection of the light – a key that was hung on a hook on the wall. Her stomach curled with...animation. They had reached the door now, and she looked up at him. “Go ahead,” he said quietly, nodding at the key that was hung on the wall. She slipped the key off the hook with an eager hand. It was pretty, old and rusty, but it was elaborately shaped. She thrust it into the lock and turned, greeted with the noise of clacking as the door. Overall my day was average but it was about to get MUCH better. As I walked across the main high street road I decided to take a short cut through the fields where the trees were, there were houses situated either side so I had somewhere to go if I was in trouble. From a distance I could hear faint noises, but I decided not to question myself on what the noises were, so I ignored it. But the further I walked towards my home the noise started to get louder. Like it was somebody breathing deeply,. ‘Refreshments . . .’ she whispered. Luke let her out of his arms and headed to answer the door. Hank, one of the owners, was standing outside the door with a plate of fruit and dips along with a couple of cokes. ‘Dakota thought ya’ll might need something to tide you over till supper time,’ Hank said, with a wink. Blocking the entrance to the room with his body, Luke reached out and took the tray from Hank. He realized that Hank had intended to bring the tray into the room, to make sure Dakota. "I nodded. "Then shag your little bottom over with the rest." When shedrifted past me, I lowered my voice so that only she could hear. "You keepforgetting you aren't co-captain anymore."The blonde blinked, her head snapping around like she'd just been slapped.Then her lips curled into a smirk."Promotions and demotions can come at any time, Pee-Jay. Just rememberthat."I almost retorted, but decided to withhold my response. For now. Instead,I walked over to stand in front of the assembled.