Chapter 3
Disclaimer : Guess what?! I own doctor who now…. did i fool you… no… darn it!
Donna and I were on our way to New York. I had to sneak out of the house. Even though I am an adult, I doubt they would just let me walk out the front door. We were currently in Ohio. Did I forget to mention that we used to reside in Chattanooga, Tennessee. So it's only a couple of hours drive to New York.
"So did you tell ol' spaceman that you're coming?" Donna asked me. I smirk. "You know that we love to surprise each other. And I think with this, I'll be the winner of our surprise battles." I explain to her. She laughed. "Did you at least tell him about what you found out this weekend?" She asked me. I look down and smile. "Of course I did Donna. And the reason he didn't talk to me this weekend is because of this friend he had that disappeared. Donna, I think it was me. He's two years older than me, but I think I could be that friend of his that went missing." I told her.
She looked at me sympathetically. "Sweetheart, don't get your hopes up that you're this girl ok? You might meet John and you might live happily ever after and you might not. But don't think up crazy stories please. You know I'm not saying that to be mean." She told me. "I know Donna but I sent him a picture of when I was five and he said he'll look at it. What if I am this Rose person?" I ask.
"Then you're this Rose person. And you saw who her parents are. The owners of Vitex. If you happen to be Rose, promise me that you will let me live with you guys in the huge mansion." She told me. I laughed. "Ok I promise Donna."
With John.
"You cant seriously think that the person you met two years ago online is Rose!" Jack exclaimed. I sigh, running my hands down my face in annoyance. "I'm telling you Jack, I looked at the picture 'Daisy' sent me a thousand times over and then made a side by side image of five year old Rose and the 'Daisy' picture and looked at it for another thousand. I'm telling you it's her." I explain to him.
It was his turn to sigh. "Ok John. Let's say I do believe you, I'm not saying I do, that you have found my little sister. What are we supposed to tell my mother? 'Hey mom. Guess what? You know John? Well he is talking to an eighteen year old girl in Tennessee and he thinks it might be Rose.' We'll both be slapped to our graves." He told John.
"We don't have to tell her right away. Let's research this a little while. And I'll get on handbook and talk to Daisy." John told him.
With 'Daisy' or Rose and Donna
We have been on the road for 2 more hours and we have just arrived in New York. We had put the top down on Donna's light purple convertible volkswagen beetle. We take a big whiff of the new air and sigh at the freshness of the air.
"It feels so good to be free doesn't it Donna?" I ask. She looked at me. "Not as good as it feels for you apparently." She told me. "I was living in that musky basement all those years! Of course I love this air." I told her.
"So what should we do first? Should we look for a house? Go meet John? Or go see if you're this Rose person?" Donna asked me as we head in to a Bojangels to eat lunch. "I think the most important is to go see if I'm Rose. We could ask people where the Tylers live and go from there."