Chapter 3A Chapter by Hope RoseRose-five months later Summertime, when the cherry blossoms are swaying in a light breeze and there are couples everywhere. Midnight and I sit under one of the many trees near our house, deep in discussion. "Rose, your brother-" I snap. "I am not James! I know what I have to do to survive! Quit treating me like a child!" She stares at me, and I can sense her fear. I never yell, because it's not in my nature. Finally I hear my name. "Rose?" That voice... "Hatori?" The boy picks me up and hugs me tightly until I see stars. We're both laughing, and I can see him memorizing me. He sets me down, and I see he's grown talletr than me. "So the Primera's son has grown tall..." My mom comments. I growl as I spin around, my muscles tensing. I never come close to losing my calm, but this is twice in one day. "So has Ulimoro's daughter. She will be a fine wife to-" "Shut up both of you!" I shout, cutting off my aunt Ravenna. "Both of you, quit trying to plan my life! I want nothing to do with the Earlborn! They killed the only family I had!" I take off, leaving them all staring after me in shock. I run for a few minutes before stopping and knocking on the door, hoping she was home. Nyra I sit in the kitchen reading when someone knocks on my back door. "Rose..." I sigh her name, walking to the back door to open it. My best friend, sure enough, stands on my back porch. I pull her in and shut the door before walking with her to the living room. "Tell me all about him," I demand, and we sit on the couch as she tells me everything. Rose "That's everything about him," I lean back and say, exhausted. I've been here for seven hours, telling her everything about my crush. Nyra props herself up on my legs. "I see... How do you feel about him, truly? He seems alright..." I nod slowly. "He's the one I've had a crush on since I was six..." I trail off, tired. She clicks her tongue. "That's it, come on. Dad isn't home, so you're going straight up to your room and sleeping. No complaining." I laugh at how the spare room has become "my room," But I don't argue as she carries me to my room. I'm out before my head hits the pillow.
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2 Reviews Added on January 6, 2016 Last Updated on January 6, 2016 AuthorHope RoseGermanyAboutI just love how some people can be... They think that if their best friend has something then they have to. It's so funny :3 If you need someone to talk to for any reason just send me a message on .. more..Writing
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