Ch.2 James' View
I looked up the street for Amelia I finnally caught site of her sitting on those old stone steps her nose under her notepad. Looking up now and then for a new drawing.
She saw me looking at her and blushed. I laughed then found a different interest.
Marla's hand slps from mine and before I notice she's gone she is already choking Amelia. With a great big hug.
"Can't breath!"Amelia says between coughs. Marla loosens her grip then starts talking really fast.
"My Big brother can't stop talking about you....."I cut her off by taking my strangely large hand and covering her tiny mouth.
I feel a wet bumby thing make a circle on my hand. Eww, it was her tongue.
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I was just being silly, and I looked up love in french. Suddenly I came up with an idea for the story. STORY TAGS
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"A poor girl dreams of marrying her love, James. Will her farytale come true?"
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