You'll Be Mine

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by *arimay (01), Nov 19, 2010.

  1. You'll Be Mine
    Type: Love story
    By: Arimay
    *Suggested you don't post here anymore please. Dosen't really bug me but, it bugs the readers. I'll be making a feedback soon.

    Chapter One
    I walked in the house and gripped my hand to the kitchen chair.
    "Can I go visit Alice?" I asked mother who was cutting meat at the counter.
    "What time will you be home." she asked lifting up the knife to look at me.
    "Well, before dinner." I said watching as she went back to her work.
    "Okay, call me before you come back home." she called and I walked back out to the beaming hot sun.
    "Okay!" I called back closing my eyes than inhaling the deep France air. I had moved here about a week ago and all was well, let's just say okay. The worst parts were I had no friends here. Only one, Alice. She's from America like me. She said she moved here two years ago and is still trying to get french down. I started down the dirt driveway and down the rode. I soon approched her house after five minutes of long walking. I knocked on the door.
    "Alice? Are you home?" I asked knocking more, she mother wasn't home at this time so Alice didn't care much if I did this.
    "Yes! Calm down Andrea I'm coming, I'm coming!" she said and I backed. The door had swung open.
    "Come in, mom made cookies before she left." I walked in the house, it always had that fresh grandma's house sent. I loved that, especially mixed in with fresh chocolate chip cookies, yum.
    We both sat on the couch and stared at eachother earring our cookies.
    "What do you want to do today? It's Sunday, last day of the weekend. Let's do something." I spoke getting up to put my plate in her sink.
    "I don't know. I need to run out and get grocerys for mom if you don't mind running out with me." she said standing up and wiping her face with a napkin. I nodded and we both grabbed her mom's money she left for Alice and started down the rode. The town full of stores really wasn't far. We each lived up a dirt rode from the stores. (which were always crowded)
     
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  3. We ran to the store and got tge simple things such as milk, bread, eggs and cheese and other things written I French.

    I'll continue tomorrow gtg to bed