1AN: Hey everybody, so I've had this account forever, (and this story for longer), and just decided to upload it. It hasn't been edited since last year, but I got a 97 on it for my Humanities Independant project, (Does that count for anything) Well on with the story. I only wrote this because of my project and didn't really want to anyways because I thought the idea was really bad...but some of my friends liked it on a writing group in yahoo so I decided to upload. The whole thing is 8 chapter, including the epilogue, and it's about 40 pages on Microsoft word. Enjoy :) I'll probably upload at least 2x a week, otherwise I'll forget.
Chapter 1
I was sitting in my 6th block math class when my whole world crashed down on me. First, let me introduce myself my name is Rose Dandry. I was 13 years old and everything was going just as I had planned. I had a 99 for a final average and a couple of best friends, I even had a boyfriend who was great. Then came the fateful phone call that changed my life. I remember the day perfectly even though it's 10 years later, I feel like it was just yesterday.
Flashback:
"And Rose can you answer number 4:" Ms. Young, my math teacher, asked.
"Sure." I replied, getting up and walking to the board as the phone rang.
"Ms. Young, room 122." She said.
"Is there a Rose Dandry there?" Mr. Durham asked.
"Yes, I'll send her down right now." Ms. Young said, then hung up the phone.
"Rose, you're needed at the dean's office; you'll need your stuff to go home." Ms. Young said.
"Okay." I replied, putting the chalk down and walking to my seat grabbing my stuff and leaving. On my way down I saw police cars outside and then my brother walking down the stairs.
"Peter!" I cried.
"Rose!" He cried, stopping in the middle of the stairs to wait for me.
I ran towards him and gave him a hug.
"Do you know why we're being called down?" He asked.
"No." I said.
We continued walking down the stairs and saw about 6 police officers standing outside of Mr. Durham's office door.
"Are you Rose and Peter Dandry?" One of the police officers asked.
"Yes." We replied meekly.
"Come in here, we have to talk." He said, leading us into 122.
"Why, we didn't do anything." Peter said.
"I know, I am very sorry to have to tell you this but someone found your mother today. She was found with bullet and stab wounds. We are investigating the scene right now. We have 3 suspects and almost no evidence." He said.
I sat there stunned, I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My mom was dead. She had been murdered… but by who, I was just talking to her this morning. As I was sitting there I suddenly remembered something that she had told me that morning.
"Take care of your brother and sister for me, I have a feeling something bad will happen to me today." She had said.
I hadn't believed her, I had brushed it off as nothing. If I had believed her I could have told someone, stayed home that day. I could have prevented this…
Flashback ends…
"Rose, come on, we're going to be late for our flight." Peter said
"I know, I'm coming, I can't believe that we're going back there after all these years." I replied softly.
We left the house and headed for the airport.
6 hours later…
"Finally, I thought we were never going to get off of that plane." I said sighing.
"I know, me either, come on, we have to find dad." Peter said.
We started walking through the crowd jumping around trying to find our dad. We looked for about 20 minutes before realizing he had forgot.
"Come on, let's call a cab." I said.
"Okay." Peter replied pulling out his cell.
Just half an hour later we were pulling up to our old house and walking inside for the first time in over 10 years. We walked inside and put our bags down in our childhood rooms. We were surprised to see everything the way we had left it. In my room there were still all the signatures from my friends on my walls and the trophies
and medals for acting, dancing, and theatre were still on their respective places on the walls and shelves. The sheets on my bed and blanket were still purple leopard print.
"It's just like it was." I murmured.
Peter's room was just the same too. He still had a sports bedspread and all his baseball and soccer trophies in a row on a shelf he had built himself. He still had posters of Derek Jeter and Jason Giambi on his walls. I walked into Peter's room which was across the hall from mine.
"Our rooms are the same as when we left them." I said.
"Yeah, I wonder where dad is. He was supposed to be at the airport." Peter replied
"Yeah, he probably forgot." I said softly
We continued talking when the phone rang.
"Who could be calling us? No one knows that we're come back." Peter asked
I walked over to the phone and answered it.
"Hello, Dandry residence, Rose speaking." I answered.
"Hey honey, I'm sorry I couldn't come and pick you up but something came up, I had to leave town so I don't think I'm going to be able to see you at all on this trip. I just went to the store before I left so everything should be in order and the fridge is stocked." He said.
"What? Why can't you come! We were really looking forward to seeing you after all these years dad." I said.
"Rose, just be quiet, I can't tell you where I am right now but I promise you that everything will eventually be fine." He said.
"Dad, come on, you have to come, we haven't seen you in so long! In 10 years! That's a long time." I said.
"Rose, tell Peter that I love him. I love you too and just don't worry about me." He said, and then hung up.
"Who was on the phone Rose?" Peter asked, coming into the room.
"It was dad; he's not going to be here. He said he had to leave it was an emergency and that he couldn't tell us where he was." I said.
"He always does this, we have to stop his pushing us around. We can't just let him do that to us anymore. We're 23 years old not 13 anymore. We can stand up to him." Peter said, pacing the room.
"Yeah I know." I said softly.
"Come on let's go to bed and we can start exploring the house again to see if everything's the same as it was when we left." Peter murmured.
"Okay, love you Peter." I said softly.
"Love you too Rose."
AN2: Yay, chapter one is finished! Now you see, my best friend down there is really really sad because it's hardly ever used to if you could click it and leave me a review it would make the button so much happier :) Yeah, I know that was lame, but I'm hyper right now. Review please and thank you.
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Jenn