Ch.1 intro

" I roses are red, and every rose ha it's thorns I....."
dang it , I thought to myself. I had been having writers block for weeks. I just couldn't think of the tight words. " Juliet supper" my mother voice broke my concentration." ah" I sighed then shouted back in reply " in a moment" I had already said that many times before. I knew my mom was getting impaticent buti held my pen tightly and continued to think. Thinking my hardest didn't help, my character Jennifer would remain thoughtless. As she had for awhile.
Pheobe appeared in my doorway. " Juliet mom says you have to come down"
her voice sung as she spoke, which was natural for her.

Meet my seventeen year old sister, pheobe. She really wants to be a dancer and singer when she grows up.she's really pretty and really nice, even though she doesn't act like that at school.

She stared at me with her deep blue eyes. " I'll be there in like two minutes" Isaid looking up at her.
She sighed heavly and walked through the hallway down the stairs, her shirt dirty blown hair bobbing behide her.

I realized I was still staring at the door, smiling.I shook my head and looked down at the book i was writing in.
I placed my pen on the page and slowly closed it. Holding on tight I placed the book onto my bedside table.

My throat caught as I slightly looked up. Standing on the table was a large, gold encrested frame.army the bottom was the name Desmond Lynn. In te middle of the frame was a picture of a man in his late 20s. A bush of orange hair sat on top of his head.and his deep brown eyes stared into mine. His chin was lifted high fan he wore a deep red suit.
" if only I had met you"
the words slipped slowly and quietly out of my mouth.

You see before me and Phoebe were born my mother had been married to a man named desmond Lynn. He is my father. But before we were born he left, and my mother never saw him again.
She waited for a phone call or for him to show up at the doorstep. But he never did , leaving us all to think about what happened and why.

My glare strayed away from the picture and I left the book.My mother always sai you should always look your best.so I lifted myself off my bed and walked over to my six foot door that hung on to my chestnut wood door. I smiled and looked over at my reflection,my hieght was 5'8 which I got from my mom. I got my hair and wyes from my dad except, my hair was a darker ruby red that shined. Everything else I got from my mom , my high cheek bones, long legs and arms, and my slim figure, many people said I looked perfect but when I looked at myself I saw many flaws , like I was to slim.
I wore a short speggetii straped black dress, whoch I bought a couple of days before.

" Juliet Lynn" my mothers voice called from downstairs. " supper" I sighed once more. " I'm coming."
then putting my hand on the silver handle I pulled te door open a walked out of my room. I shut the door behind me then rushed down the stairs each step making a thump
Walking down te stairs I stepped into the dinning room. My mother had all the food placed in the table and has set my seat. Pheobe had already began to eat.

I smiled as my sister looked up at me and slide into
my seat, right across from her. A plate, fork and spoon were set in front of me. " finally" my sister said, a smile across her Face. My mom sat at the end of the table an laughed " what on earth were you doing up there for so long,?"

meet my mother, Joanna Lynn, she used to be a famous writer , which is where I got my skills from, she also believed in true love and make believe. Oh and fairy tales.her storys were always about. Fairys, god, mermaids an mystical creatures. When she met my dad, her heart sprang and true love had developed. Her storys were amazing with dad with her. And then when she became pregnent with Phoebe and a couple of months later me.she was thrilled. But my father seemed worried an confused and one day he left, just like that. After that my mother stopped writing and ran Lynn wright, a office company. Me and Phoebe are really the only people she opens up to.

" I was writing about Jenny" I said anwsering my mothers question. Jenny was my character Jennifers nickname." I'm having writers block" I said picking at my food
my mom smiled " I'm sure it will turn out great sweetheart"
" maybe you can help me?" I said bitting my lip
"oh honey" my mother sighed " you know I'm not a writer anymore"
" I know but "
" no honey no"
" please"
" honey"
I knew she wasn't gonna write I gave In. "ok" I sighed and ate the rest of my dinner in silence.

Me and phoebe were watching an episode of glee In my room , when our mom walked in and sat at the end of my bed. " so,uh,girls" she started
Phoebe turned the volume down on the tv. " what's up" she asked
my mother figuted with her fingers " my boss just called and"
she paused " I have to a bussiness meeting in new York I can't take you guys"

Phioebe smirked " we' re seventeen we can take care of ourselves"
" so when are you leaving " I asked
mom sighed " tomorrow morning at ten am"

She turned to the wall behind her and looked at the cloak. " it's getting late time for you guys to go to bed". I looked over at the cloak, she was right. Phoebe turned the show on the tv off. I got under the cozy covers and my head sunk into te pillow. Phoebe and my mom stood at the door. " good night" my mother said " I'll wake you up before I leave if you don't wake up yourself"
"ok, goodnight " I said quietly
phoebes fingers flicked the light switch and the lights went off. I watched as they walked over to phoebes room, putting Phoebe to sleep. I stared at the door a little longer then drifted off to sleep.