A/N: Well this is chapter 2 it was a lot of fun writing it and well I think you should know a little about me. I am 14 years old. I'm a global geek and I like to write poetry and some stories, I never actually finished one, Thanks Southern Chickie for my first review and I'll keep it all in mind and I updated my spellchecker too¼well um not much else to say…WAIT! Today I took the pre pre (pp!) SAT its not scored like the real SAT but I got a 171 which is really really good, for someone who cant remember what she has for breakfast…Well here is chapter 2
Chapter 2
Maeve sighs. It was 8 pm but she was too engrossed in a book she was reading to notice. It was a book of short stories by Edgar Allen Poe. Maeve knew him once upon a time three days ago. Not really, Maeve met him a few times, and told him a few ideas for stories that if she ever had the time she would write. Edgar was immortal, but he did not live for a very long time. Maeve heard he was killed around WW2. But then again, Maeve did not, and still does not trust her source. ~Maeve turns the page and looks up for the fist time in a while. She yawns and stretches then continues to read. Before she knows it, the store is closing. Maeve gets up and walks away from her book, open to the final paragraphs of "A Tell Tale Heart"
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Maeve walks around looking to see if she can find any sort of nightlife in the town.
"This is what I get for coming here." Maeve mumbles, "Nothing to do, Just where did I leave everyone?" Recently, Maeve and a bunch of her friends (both mortal and not) decided, well Maeve came up with the idea and every one followed, to take a walking tour of China for lack of anything else to do. Some where in the middle of the trip, Maeve decided to wander off and see where she ended up.
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It was almost morning when Maeve finally completed here walk about the city. She headed to her hotel then up to her room. Maeve unlocked the door and entered. Shutting the door behind her. Maeve went over to the bed where she left her old sword."
"Its back, hard to imagine that I was only 10 when I first used a sword, I've made it this far, I should be thankful." Maeve takes the sword out of its paper wrappings then unsheathes it. Maeve looks at the sword, memories of her youth float in her mind. The day she got the sword as a birthday gift from her friend Egdan to the last time she saw it, three days before she died (the first time). Maeve smiles at the memories. It always surprises her how little her personality has changed since her mortal years. She yawns and falls asleep.
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The next morning, Maeve gets up to sunlight on her face. Maeve forgot to close the blinds before she fell asleep. Maeve shuts the blinds quickly and gets changed into clean cloths and heads out to wander. Later that day, and a few cups of coffee later Maeve officially declared the town Snooze-Ville. Maeve could not find anyone near her age, real or physically. Nor could she find any immortal she knew. Maeve looks about the city one more time before heading back to her hotel room./ You know back in the 1700's their was things to do…now? Nothing…darn/ she runs up the stairs and heads to her room again. She unlocks the door and heads it. She shuts the door behind her. Maeve looks at her sword again and picks it up. / This sword was the death of me, but it was…err…is mine/ Maeve sits down to watch some TV as the phone rings.
"Hello…" Maeve asked, the phone went dead, "That's strange…" Maeve hung up and couldn't help but think the worst…
"Oh how wonderful is this life?" She mumbled . She sighed angrily and looked up at the ceiling . She sits back down on her bed and starts to watch TV trying to zone out.
A/N: Well that was chapter two; I think it went well considering I am freaking out about the SAT's though they are a few YEARS! Away…oh well. I was and still am having a nervous break down. You know half of this I thought of during the PPSAT...well I'm out. Bye! ~Maeve
Chapter 2
Maeve sighs. It was 8 pm but she was too engrossed in a book she was reading to notice. It was a book of short stories by Edgar Allen Poe. Maeve knew him once upon a time three days ago. Not really, Maeve met him a few times, and told him a few ideas for stories that if she ever had the time she would write. Edgar was immortal, but he did not live for a very long time. Maeve heard he was killed around WW2. But then again, Maeve did not, and still does not trust her source. ~Maeve turns the page and looks up for the fist time in a while. She yawns and stretches then continues to read. Before she knows it, the store is closing. Maeve gets up and walks away from her book, open to the final paragraphs of "A Tell Tale Heart"
~
Maeve walks around looking to see if she can find any sort of nightlife in the town.
"This is what I get for coming here." Maeve mumbles, "Nothing to do, Just where did I leave everyone?" Recently, Maeve and a bunch of her friends (both mortal and not) decided, well Maeve came up with the idea and every one followed, to take a walking tour of China for lack of anything else to do. Some where in the middle of the trip, Maeve decided to wander off and see where she ended up.
~
It was almost morning when Maeve finally completed here walk about the city. She headed to her hotel then up to her room. Maeve unlocked the door and entered. Shutting the door behind her. Maeve went over to the bed where she left her old sword."
"Its back, hard to imagine that I was only 10 when I first used a sword, I've made it this far, I should be thankful." Maeve takes the sword out of its paper wrappings then unsheathes it. Maeve looks at the sword, memories of her youth float in her mind. The day she got the sword as a birthday gift from her friend Egdan to the last time she saw it, three days before she died (the first time). Maeve smiles at the memories. It always surprises her how little her personality has changed since her mortal years. She yawns and falls asleep.
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The next morning, Maeve gets up to sunlight on her face. Maeve forgot to close the blinds before she fell asleep. Maeve shuts the blinds quickly and gets changed into clean cloths and heads out to wander. Later that day, and a few cups of coffee later Maeve officially declared the town Snooze-Ville. Maeve could not find anyone near her age, real or physically. Nor could she find any immortal she knew. Maeve looks about the city one more time before heading back to her hotel room./ You know back in the 1700's their was things to do…now? Nothing…darn/ she runs up the stairs and heads to her room again. She unlocks the door and heads it. She shuts the door behind her. Maeve looks at her sword again and picks it up. / This sword was the death of me, but it was…err…is mine/ Maeve sits down to watch some TV as the phone rings.
"Hello…" Maeve asked, the phone went dead, "That's strange…" Maeve hung up and couldn't help but think the worst…
"Oh how wonderful is this life?" She mumbled . She sighed angrily and looked up at the ceiling . She sits back down on her bed and starts to watch TV trying to zone out.
A/N: Well that was chapter two; I think it went well considering I am freaking out about the SAT's though they are a few YEARS! Away…oh well. I was and still am having a nervous break down. You know half of this I thought of during the PPSAT...well I'm out. Bye! ~Maeve