A Doomed JourneyMature

The doorbell would not stop ringing. Sighing, Melody Miller slammed her history textbook shut."Mel, answer the door!" her mother shouted from downstairs. "Yes ma'am!" she called back, leaving her room. The 17 year old walked down the stairs to the front door, opening it. Standing there was a 19 year old boy with short brown hair and pale blue eyes, dressed in a soldier's uniform. The boy grinned and said "Hey, little sis." Melody laughed and hugged him "Hey Mark. Didn't know you were coming." Mark had stepped inside, dropping his bag to the ground "Before you ask, I'm on leave, and I didn't tell you guys because I wanted it to be a surprise." (more coming soon)

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