Thanks to the two wonderful reviews I decided to update! Enjoy~
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Two years have gone by before the next major incident occured that made White Rose decide that it was time to put her plan into action. The incident happened in December where she watched in amazement as she watched a group of people dressed up as her people or the people that took her in when her family died of a disease. She was born a colonist till a disease took her entire family from her and since they lived away from town so no one knew for months after it happened, but by then the indians had comeand helped her by adopting her into their clan.
White Rose watched as they headed to the horbor. I need a better view she thought as she ran into the city keeping to the shadows. She held back a laugh as she noticed that they clothes were wearing were a mix of colonist own and whatwas their version of what indians wore. A small giggle left her lips before she was able to cover her mouth with herhands. She watched with wide eyes as one of the men turned and looked down the ally she was in. He waled toward her as she pressed herself against the brick wall. The man came closer till he spotted her.
"Well it looks like we have a real indian here," he looked at her with a gleam in his eyes. He wasn't dressed up like the others. "Care to join us," he asked with a hand held out for her. White Rose heasitated before grabbing his hand. She wasn't sure what she was getting herself into but she had had a plan to put into action at some point why not now? He lead her out of the ally and into the group of men who shot her cuious looks. White Rose shurgged off the looks and smiled as she shifted the bow and the arrows on her back.
They made it to the harbor minuets later and they took over a shipand started to go down below when a regiment of redcoated men showed up demanding they leave. The man that found her in the ally thew over a chest that turned the dark water even darker. They must be throwing over tea White Rose thought as the others took over throwing over the tea.
"I never did introduce myself. I am Samule Adams," he told her after they left the ship and were walking back into town.
"White Rose," she replied in the laungage she learned years ago as a little girl. The man Sam Adams stared at her with wide eyes.
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So was this chapter any good? This story has me super inscure. I hadn't planed on herhelping during the Boston Tea Party but it sounded right. Should I only hit the major events that are well known? Please leave a review~