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Far Away Love
A woman walks on the streets late at night, going home from work. The streets are filled with people going to clubs and gang meetings. Considering that she lives in one of the slum towns of Texas, it's no surprise that there are gangs. She walks to the side of a building and climbs the fire escape up to the sixth floor, which is the highest floor of the building. She climbs in through the window stealthily, not making a single noise. When out of no where she collides with a vase and . . . . .CRASH!
"Aww man." The woman whined. She turns around and makes a run toward the window. But before she could a voice calls out.
"Desiree Evelyn Ramir, you turn around this instant!" the voice of a woman yelled. The woman that was called Desiree turned around. She looked at the other woman with annoyance and shame.
"Desi, why didn't you tell me that you were going to come home from work late? I was worried sick!" The woman said angrily.
"I'm sorry, I won't do it again I promise Micheline." Desiree said sincerely. The woman that was called Micheline looked at Desiree. She made a huge mistake by doing so because Desiree was looking at her with her puppy eyes. (A/N Now you know that when a person looks at you with puppy eyes that you can't help but do anything that they want you to do. Best weapon that has ever been invented.) Micheline tried to look away but she couldn't. Finally after about five minutes she gave in.
"I forgive you, but please try to tell me next time. It isn't that hard you know." Micheline said dejectedly. She always gave in when Desiree gave her one of those puppy dog looks. It worked when they were younger and it still worked now that they're older.
They were sisters after all, even though they only shared a father . . . .
Author's Note: I'm sorry that the chapter is so short but I just wanted to get it started. The next chapter or two is about Micheline's and Desiree's past.