Welcome to my 3rd story, Girl, Missing
Yep, this is from a book, Girl, Missing. Why am I doing all this...? Anyway, I don't own Girl, Missing and -Man.
Nonetheless, enjoy! :D
Who am I?
This was the stupid topic the teacher gave us for our essay homework. When I was younger,it was easy. I would write: I'm Lenalee Lee. I have purple eyes and dark green hair.
But know, as we're at college now, she wanted us to write about our inner self and what we have done when we were younger. Bored, I send a SMS to my best friend (though I feel more than that to him), Allen Walker, Come to my house for homework, could ya? Then I stared back at my computer, brain-storming for any ideas. I was adopted by Miranda Lotto and Steven Lee when I was three, around Christmas, if I'm not wrong. And I had to be stuck with a bookworm older brother Komui Lee, who was mad about Science and coffee. Then I heard a beep from my silver phone, I opened the Inbox : K, meet u 6.
I looked at the clock. 5: 45 p.m. I still have fifteen minutes before Allen comes. I quickly typed in:
Lenalee Lee, adopted.
Then I was lost there. Suddenly, an idea came to my mind and I quickly went to the search bar and typed: Lost children. Thousands of results popped into the screen. One website caught my eye, which was called: Lost and Found Children. I clicked it and there was a search bar to type a missing child's name. I typed my given name and there were three results. One had no photo; the second one had a girl with black hair and browns eyes; the third one had the same hair and eye color like me, given the description, which read:
Lenalee Holtwood.
Case type: lost, injured, missing
Date when missing: November 1
Date of birth: February 20
Age now: 16
Birthplace: Rome, Italy
Race: Eurasian -- Half Chinese Half Italian
Hair: Dark green Eyes: Purple
I was about to freak out when Mom called, "Lenalee, Allen's here." I was glad to have an excuse to leave the computer. Allen was there. He had white hair, because he had extreme shock when his most beloved family members, his grandparents, was murdered in front of him while protecting his from a robber. He was also scratched then, which explains the scar at the left side of his face.
"Hi, Lenalee." Allen's velvet voice greeted.
"Hello, Allen," I greeted back. Then I turned to Mom, asking, "Mom, where's my photo when I was younger?" She looked surprised, and I explained, "I need it for my Who am I? essay. I need my photo." "Okay, It's at the last page of the photo album at the last cupboard, but you better take it back. It's very precious," agreed Mom, smiling. I rushed back to my room, with Allen behind me. I placed the photo beside the third girl's picture. It's similar, except that the girl was smiling away, pink cheeks while me in my photo was solemn.
"What's that?" Upon hearing Allen's voice, I minimize the site. "Nothing, Allen." The said boy furrowed his eyebrows, complaining, "You invited my to your house and you're chasing me out now?" I turned around, faced him and assured, "No, it's not like that...," I hesitated before saying, "You won't laugh?" Allen nodded. I maximize the screen, and he peered his eyes to see properly. Then he exclaimed, "Are you serious?" He looked at my photo and the third girl, before saying, "Well, it looks a bit like you..."
He was as confused as me, but at least he's not laughing.
"Maybe you should tell your mom," he started. I widened my eyes, "And what will Mom say? Lenalee, you too young to know these stuff. Wait till you're eighteen. Like this?" Allen thought for a while and agreed. He then clicked the 'Print' button. As the printer spewed out the page, Allen held it up to show me. "It's like a 'missing' poster," he said, "And look - there's a phone number at the bottom here. Maybe you should call up and --- "
"No, no way." I tore up the paper out of his hand. Everything was going too fast. Allen was being too practical. Too logical about everything. "I need some time to think."
"Woah, chill up, Purple Orbs, don't cha wanna find out if that's really you?" asked Allen.
"Maybe," I shrugged. But inside me, I don't know what to do. It's getting more and more confusing as I thought about it.
"I guess you mom may be able to tell you," suggested Allen.
"No way I'm going to tell them," I said suddenly, thought that did not startle him.
"Yeah, 'S not gonna help you. I mean like, if she's you, what will you think Will happen? Are you going to go back to Italy and look for your family? They may not even recognize you and may even forget about this Lenalee Holtwood.
My magical purple orbs bored into his stormy gray ones. Maybe he's right. But, I'm still going to find out about my Real family, no matter what.
Allen shook his head, chuckling, "Think about it, why would someone keep you for more than a month and got you adopted for so long?"
I looked at him, confused. Allen chuckled again. Placing his one of his hand on my shoulder and pointed the other towards the screen, what he said afterward had left me dumb-founded.
"I think you have to consider the possibility that your parents were somehow involved."
A CLIFFHANGER! Haha. I hope you have enjoyed this chapter.
Allen and Lenalee looks well together, don't they? Anyway, this is an AllenXLenalee story.
Okay, I won't beat around the bush, so, please R&R! I'll update another chapter soon! And read my other stories!
