Amelia
I looked behind me to see James leaning against one of the masts. I smiled.
"I can see you, James," I smirked, and walked towards the bow, and hopped on, "So, go away." I let the wind blow in my face. The cloud breezes are very relaxing.
Later that night, I pulled out a mouse that was on board and put it in a bag. Luckly, it was still asleep. It's like a war. But this is mostly just a prank for basicly stalking me the whole day!
I slipped past all the sailors. I was the only girl on board, sadly, I went onto a stool and slipped the mouse into James' hammock. I decided to hide and watch the fun.
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This story is for WolfBoy and I.Amelia
Age:17
Personality: Tom-boy. Would rather eat a bug then wear girls clothes all the time.
Looks: Dark brown hair with chocolate brown eyes. Usually wears her brothers clothing, but on special days she wears her clothes.
James
Age:18
Personality: A calm guy, except when Amelia is near.
Looks:Black hair and grayish eyes. Usually wears White clothes during the day and black clothes at night.
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Imagine having to travel with your arch..."
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