The Trouble Starts
By Random Classmate
She stepped into the kitchen. It smelled of rotten eggs and rosemary(Eww yuck yuck. I don't like rosemary). Typical. Men are pigs. You get a semi-decent one and then you find out he can't even boil water. No idea how they survived. She decided that she might as well clean up the place. She would have to cook in it sooner or later. She started with the dishes then moved on to the mess the called a floor(I just found out I had a carpet if that says anything.). There were several holes along the edges of the walls so she decided that she should fix them up too. After her battle with the kitchen floor, she decided that she should take a short break. After all she did, she needed one. She went to the corner and laid herself down. She then drifted off into sleepy-bye land.
She dreamt that she was five. Her parents were sipping at their coffee and eating peanut butter cookies(yummy!^-^). Everything was all peachy keen when suddenly, several men burst through the door. They beat her father and used her mother for their own personal *ahem* needs(*points at self* You're a sicko! Gutter minded person!). She was still sitting on the floor. They pulled her parents out of the house. For many minutes she still sat there waiting for her parents to come back. She couldn't smell the smoke. The flames crept closer and closer to her legs. They wrapped themselves around her. She saw them and ran to the river, then leapt in.
She woke with a start. A piece of bread sat on the table. She ate it happily. Since she started traveling she hadn't eaten a thing. Half way through the slice she put it down. She couldn't eat. Even if she was starving to death she couldn't eat. She had failed her masters. They expected food and she didn't deliver. She returned to her corner.
Several months later she discovered that her master Numair would be leaving on a long journey to Carthak. She would be left home with Demitre, her new friend. What would happen while he was gone? Two young people in the same house in the middle of nowhere........ what would the two get themselves into..........
It had been a week since Numair had left. Demitre found himself falling slowly in love with the young girl. He knew what his father had said to him about women. "They are evil blood-sucking temptresses with nothing but your purse on their minds." She didn't seem evil or blood-sucking. He tried to tell himself that she was just another slave. Nothing special..... but she was...... He knew he could tell her his true feelings for her. Unbeknownst to him, she had her own feelings about her young master.
End of Chapter Four
Hey peeps! My next update won't come in for awhile. I am going to Ohio for Christmas so..... I'll write while I'm up there. Maybe I'll finish the series. Well That's about all I gotta say 'cept BYEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!