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"John! Get down here!" Samuel called that night. Peter and Wendy exchanged a glance. What had their father decided to do with their big brother? John stomped down the stairs angrily. He sat down at the table and glared at his father.
"I have good news for you, son. You have been enrolled in the London School of Law for Boys." Samuel said. John just glared at him.
"What if I don't want to go?" He asked.
"Oh, you'll go." Samuel said and his voice held a warning.
"I won't!" John said.
"You will go if I have to drag you there!" Samuel said. That was it for John. He stormed up the stairs once again and laid on his bed, staring at the ceiling. This was the last straw. He was running away, whether Peter and Wendy wanted him to or not.
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John looked down from the top of his window at the ground. It wasn't that he was scared; it was just that he was having second thoughts about running away. He glanced over his shoulder and looked at Star. Star whimpered and looked at John.
"It's alright, girl. We'll be okay." He assured her. John looked once more at his room and jumped. He hit the ground with a heavy thud. Star followed him close behind.
"Ow." John grumbled softly as he rolled over. Star looked down at him.
"I'm okay, Star. Really." John assured her.
"John." Someone whispered in the dark. John got up and looked towards the voice.
"Who's there?" John asked and Wendy stepped from the shadows.
"I'm coming with you." Wendy said.
"Wendy, don't. This is between me and Dad." John said but Wendy shook her head.
"I'm coming with you. Peter said he was in enough trouble and that he was staying, but I'm coming." Wendy said and John knew his sister had won and was coming with him.
"Then let's go."