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"Ahoy me hearty!" Amelia paraded into the living room wearing a pirate hat and a fake curved sword with a sharp tip. Rory stood up quickly and fixed his eyes on a spot on the wall.
"Captain!" Rory acknowledged and put his hand to his head then saluted. He was also in a pirate costume but he wore a red bandana over his head tied up at the back and an eye patch covering his right eye.
"What's the news?" Amelia spoke in a demanding voice.
"They are trying to destroy our ship!" Rory exclaimed.
"Right, bring out the canons"
"Aye captain"
Rory ran across the living room that had been turned upside down, the room was a collection of sheets hung up with household ornaments. Rory pulled a dining room chair and positioned it next to the lounge.
"Fire away!" Amelia stood on a nearby chair and shouted as she pointed her sword forward. Rory jolted the chair as the imaginary canon ball left the imaginary canon. "Another!" Rory fired two more times.
"Oh no! They are boarding the ship!" Rory pointed to thin air.
Amelia came down to Rory and said, "Prepare for battle." Rory scurried around and found his sword. They both leapt forward and started slashing their swords in the air and on the doorframes and walls. They screamed and shouted to each other and ran around like maniacs.
"What on Earth are you two doing?" Amelia's aunt walked into the room with her hands on her hips and a scowl across her face.
Rory his dropped his sword and looked to Amelia. Amelia answered her aunt, "We're playing pirates."
Rory turned back to look up innocently at Amelia's aunt, "You can play too if you like."
The old woman's expression turned from a scowl into a faint smile before she said, "Right, well put everything back the way you found it. I'm not having the same situation as last time Miss Amelia," she peered out from over her spectacles to Amelia. Amelia bit the side of her lip; Rory assumed she was remembering the last instance which obviously wasn't pleasant.
"Now come on you two, I've made you some afternoon tea, cookies and juice. You can eat out in the garden because I'm not having any crumbs on the floor." She left into the kitchen.
"Can we play something else after?" Rory asked Amelia when they were sitting on the grass eating their food.
"I thought you liked pirates," Amelia questioned Rory.
"I do, it's just that I don't feel like playing it anymore."
"Ok, what do you want to play?" Amelia said with a mouth full of cookie.
Rory rested himself on the grass, intertwined his fingers and placed them behind his head. "I like hide and seek, we should play that. Or maybe we could make up our own game."
"We could play prisoner zero?" Amelia lay down beside Rory.
Rory brought himself up and rested on his elbow, he furrowed his eyebrows at Amelia. "What's prisoner zero?"
"Well what you have to do is look for clues and try and find prisoner zero because he has escaped," Amelia explained.
She looked over to Rory and spoke before he could say anything, "Can you keep a secret?" Amelia now rested on her elbow as well, facing Rory. Rory nodded; his head and arm rocked violently.
"You promise not to laugh?"
"Ok," was Rory's short response.
"Well at night, I hear these voices in my room. They whisper 'prisoner zero'. They come from this crack in my wall," Amelia looked at Rory expectantly. Rory smiled. Amelia sat up and crossed her legs, "I knew it, you think I'm weird," she said looking down at her feet.
"Weird is different… and different is good," said the bright boy. Amelia looked up, surprised by his reply.
The ginger hesitated then leaned forward, down to Rory's face and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. She pulled away slowly and their eyes locked. Rory looked into them deeply, he hadn't ever looked into to them the way he did then. They were the most beautiful things he had ever seen in his life. He gulped, faintly enough so that Amelia couldn't hear but loud enough it for it to roar in his ears.
Rory was frozen in his position, unable to move. His eyes were wide and his heart was pounding, wild drums hard against his chest. He felt a strange sensation in the pit of his stomach.
From that moment on, he never looked into those eyes the same way again. He never looked at her the same way again.
Amelia's entire face went bright red; Rory was blushing even more so. Embarrassed and keen to get away from an awkward situation, the girl got up and started walking back to the house.
Rory's mind started ticking again once she walked away; several thoughts raced through his mind but were interrupted when Amelia called him.
"Come on Rory!" Rory stood up a bit perplexed. "Well don't you want to see it?"
Rory then understood what she meant and followed her into the house. The two were silent and Rory was still radish red.
Amelia led her friend up the staircase, "Come on, it's over here." She seemed to have forgotten what just happened.
Rory had stopped on at the top of the stairs and held onto the wooden rail with one hand.
"What's wrong? Amelia asked when he didn't move from that position. What Rory would have told Amelia if he wasn't still in shock was that he heard a whisper as well. It was very faint and it scared the young boy; it came from somewhere that he couldn't pinpoint even though he looked around. There was a door next to him, but it wasn't that. His head hurt from thinking about it, so he just shrugged his shoulders.
Amelia walked over to Rory to grab him by the hand and pulled him to her room. His hand tingled as it touched hers and he held it, he loved to hold her hand. Everything felt so surreal.
"See," Amelia pointed to the wall once they entered the room. Rory looked at the crack; he was amused by it, he let go of Amelia's hand and ran his finger across it.
"I think they're saying the name because they've lost him. They say 'prisoner zero has escaped'," Amelia whispered the last bit imitating the voices while Rory was inspecting the wall.
"Is it scary?" Rory asked with a quiet voice, embarrassed to look at Amelia in the face.
"Not really, they just get annoying after a while," she lied. At night they truly did scare her.
"I haven't told anyone about this, so don't you ever so telling anyone," Amelia's voice became firm and she held Rory's arm and looked into his face with a stern expression.
"I won't I promise!" Rory said defensively.
"Good," she stepped back and gave a weak smile.
Rory broke away from her eye contact and paced inquisitively over to Amelia's bedroom door. He looked down at the floor and whipped his head around to Amelia, "I think I've found some clues! Look prisoner zeros footsteps!"
Amelia giggled then she snapped into character, "Quick! Follow them, he can't have gone far!" And the two of them ran out of the room.
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