Chapter 12 THROUGH THE LAWN

Sophia's POV

The winds whirled, and the tree bent to let them passed. My hair darted back, dancing to its music, and a rushing-cool air embraced my face. I looked down in great ecstasy, through one eye and saw Bella holding her skirt in hurry, screaming as we saw her boxer. We all laughed except Benjamin, who was busy removing dust from his eyes.

"That serves him right," Lucy said, and we laughed.

Bella looked at him with a bad face and says. "Prostitute... What are you looking for in my pants?"

"I don't see anything," he protested.

"You see something," Bella shouted.

"Not intentional," he said.

Her skirt float in the rushing winds again, Benjamin closed his eyes, and we all laughed.

"I'm tired," Bella said, giving up protecting her skirt, and allowed the winds to do anything. "Look all you want."