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Taylor was not sure just how long she ran. She was careful not to get lost, but it wasn't easy. Strangely, Rachel was still following at a fast pace. Taylor was so annoyed with her, she was ready to beat her again if she tried anything.
Tay glanced back to check on Rachel and she very nearly ran into a tree. She came to a quick stop, perhaps too quick as Rachel ran smack into her, as she was unable to stop so fast.
Tay fell forward and expected to hit the tree in front of her hard, but instead fell forward, arms flailing about as she fell through the air.
The fall was very short. Tay landed softly in a bush. Considering how far she'd fallen, the landing was quite nice. She smiled.. until Rachel fell on top of her, knocking the wind out of her.
"OOMPH!" Tay groaned Rachel was blinking stupidly and aparently didn't realise the soft pillow she'd landed on was Taylor."Gerroff me!"
Rachel got herself up, much to Taylor's relief. She rolled herself out of the bush and stood up, burshing off her jeans."You know, you aren't exactly light as a feather."
Rachel gave her the evil eye."Whatever. Lets not discuss weight. You, on the other hand, may just blow away, as skinny as you are. I do believe we fell off a cliff. Entirely your fault, but I will excuse your stupidity if you help me get back up."
Tay was rather annoyed by now."Excuse me? MY stupidity? Look, its not my fault you chased me, and then we ran into that tree--" She stopped, frowning. They'd hit a tree... and fallen through it? Surely.. surely, Tay had hit her head a little too hard against the tree and was dreaming now. But no.. the pain she felt from the fall was all too real.
"What? What is it?" Rachel asked supisciously.
"I don't think we're in Kansas anymore, Rachel."Tay said slowly, as she took in her surroundings. It was day, for one thing, and they were in a forst with trees that were extremely tall, and probably old. The forst was greener than normal, it seemed. Taylor frowned as she tried to understand.
"We never were in Kansas, girl. Whats your name, anyway? If I'm going to boss you around, I need to know your name."
She scowled."You are so slow, you know that? My name is Taylor. I figured you'd know that by now." Tay started to walk off and find someone who could help her, but Rachel grabbed her arm.
"Wait. You'll need a leader and I'm the obvious one for the job." With that, she stepped in front of Taylor and started walking. Taylor sighed and followed.
In front of her, Rachel suddenly cursed loudly and jumped about, holding her foot in her hands."Stubbed my toe." She muttered, and Taylor shook her head.
"Idiot."said Taylor.
"Small fry."Rachel hissed back.
"Barbie."
"Ugly."
The two girls glared at eachother, as if having a battle with their eyes. Taylor was tempted to bruise that pretty face again, as hitting her jaw hadn't been enough for her. But something held her back. She didn't know what. Taylor licked her lips and passed Rachel by, giving her a hard shove as she went.
She hadn't expected what came next. A tall man stepped out in front of her, blocking her path. She nearly walked into him before noticing and then stepped back.
He had dark hair, but that could've been because he was so dirty. He was muscular, for one thing, and had many weapons. Taylor noticed the sword in particular. Taylor was ure that none one, absolutely no one, carried a sword around here. If she was still in the 'here' she thought she was in. Taylor was sure she'd gone a little crazy. Or she was seeing things. The man was giving her a very strange look as he studied her.
"Hello.. I'm Taylor."Taylor said, very quietly. But it seemed he didn't understand.
He called back to someone Taylor hadn't noticed till now. It seemed there was a very large group of men, twenty or more."They are spys!"
Taylor understood."No! No, we aren't! I couldn't be because.. because I'm just a kid, and Rachel.. well, Rachel is too stupid to be a spy!"
The man raised an eyebrow at her."I do not understand the child's accent. We will take them with us and question them later." With that, Taylor watched as a man stepped forward, tied her hands together, and picked her up onto his horse. She could only sit in frozen shock as she watched Rachel.
Rachel's life was so completly taking a turn for the worse. She was stuck in the middle of nowhere land with the worst person possible. And now, when she thought things were bad enough, they were about to be taken prisoner!
Taylor had frozen up and was no help now. Rachel licked her lips as a man approached her, about to tie her hands as well. But she couldn't have that. How could she look pretty with her hands tied?
Rachel slowly reached down and her fingers found a rock. She almost dropped it again; it felt all slimy and muddy, and she might get dirt under her finger nails. But considering the curcumstances, she thought she'd better use it. She threw the rock with as much force as she could at the man, and he fell back, his hand on his bloody nose. Rachel took off running then. If she'd have thought about it, she would've known how useless that was. These people had horses, for pete's sake!
Rachel ran and tripped over a root, landing flat on her face in the dirt just as they gave chase. One of them easily reached down and knocked her out with the back of his sword. It all went black.
Taylor was not sure just how long she ran. She was careful not to get lost, but it wasn't easy. Strangely, Rachel was still following at a fast pace. Taylor was so annoyed with her, she was ready to beat her again if she tried anything.
Tay glanced back to check on Rachel and she very nearly ran into a tree. She came to a quick stop, perhaps too quick as Rachel ran smack into her, as she was unable to stop so fast.
Tay fell forward and expected to hit the tree in front of her hard, but instead fell forward, arms flailing about as she fell through the air.
The fall was very short. Tay landed softly in a bush. Considering how far she'd fallen, the landing was quite nice. She smiled.. until Rachel fell on top of her, knocking the wind out of her.
"OOMPH!" Tay groaned Rachel was blinking stupidly and aparently didn't realise the soft pillow she'd landed on was Taylor."Gerroff me!"
Rachel got herself up, much to Taylor's relief. She rolled herself out of the bush and stood up, burshing off her jeans."You know, you aren't exactly light as a feather."
Rachel gave her the evil eye."Whatever. Lets not discuss weight. You, on the other hand, may just blow away, as skinny as you are. I do believe we fell off a cliff. Entirely your fault, but I will excuse your stupidity if you help me get back up."
Tay was rather annoyed by now."Excuse me? MY stupidity? Look, its not my fault you chased me, and then we ran into that tree--" She stopped, frowning. They'd hit a tree... and fallen through it? Surely.. surely, Tay had hit her head a little too hard against the tree and was dreaming now. But no.. the pain she felt from the fall was all too real.
"What? What is it?" Rachel asked supisciously.
"I don't think we're in Kansas anymore, Rachel."Tay said slowly, as she took in her surroundings. It was day, for one thing, and they were in a forst with trees that were extremely tall, and probably old. The forst was greener than normal, it seemed. Taylor frowned as she tried to understand.
"We never were in Kansas, girl. Whats your name, anyway? If I'm going to boss you around, I need to know your name."
She scowled."You are so slow, you know that? My name is Taylor. I figured you'd know that by now." Tay started to walk off and find someone who could help her, but Rachel grabbed her arm.
"Wait. You'll need a leader and I'm the obvious one for the job." With that, she stepped in front of Taylor and started walking. Taylor sighed and followed.
In front of her, Rachel suddenly cursed loudly and jumped about, holding her foot in her hands."Stubbed my toe." She muttered, and Taylor shook her head.
"Idiot."said Taylor.
"Small fry."Rachel hissed back.
"Barbie."
"Ugly."
The two girls glared at eachother, as if having a battle with their eyes. Taylor was tempted to bruise that pretty face again, as hitting her jaw hadn't been enough for her. But something held her back. She didn't know what. Taylor licked her lips and passed Rachel by, giving her a hard shove as she went.
She hadn't expected what came next. A tall man stepped out in front of her, blocking her path. She nearly walked into him before noticing and then stepped back.
He had dark hair, but that could've been because he was so dirty. He was muscular, for one thing, and had many weapons. Taylor noticed the sword in particular. Taylor was ure that none one, absolutely no one, carried a sword around here. If she was still in the 'here' she thought she was in. Taylor was sure she'd gone a little crazy. Or she was seeing things. The man was giving her a very strange look as he studied her.
"Hello.. I'm Taylor."Taylor said, very quietly. But it seemed he didn't understand.
He called back to someone Taylor hadn't noticed till now. It seemed there was a very large group of men, twenty or more."They are spys!"
Taylor understood."No! No, we aren't! I couldn't be because.. because I'm just a kid, and Rachel.. well, Rachel is too stupid to be a spy!"
The man raised an eyebrow at her."I do not understand the child's accent. We will take them with us and question them later." With that, Taylor watched as a man stepped forward, tied her hands together, and picked her up onto his horse. She could only sit in frozen shock as she watched Rachel.
Rachel's life was so completly taking a turn for the worse. She was stuck in the middle of nowhere land with the worst person possible. And now, when she thought things were bad enough, they were about to be taken prisoner!
Taylor had frozen up and was no help now. Rachel licked her lips as a man approached her, about to tie her hands as well. But she couldn't have that. How could she look pretty with her hands tied?
Rachel slowly reached down and her fingers found a rock. She almost dropped it again; it felt all slimy and muddy, and she might get dirt under her finger nails. But considering the curcumstances, she thought she'd better use it. She threw the rock with as much force as she could at the man, and he fell back, his hand on his bloody nose. Rachel took off running then. If she'd have thought about it, she would've known how useless that was. These people had horses, for pete's sake!
Rachel ran and tripped over a root, landing flat on her face in the dirt just as they gave chase. One of them easily reached down and knocked her out with the back of his sword. It all went black.