IF YOU'RE READING THIS ANYWHERE OTHER THAN WATTPAD, MY STORY HAS BEEN STOLEN
Just another cliché mortals meet demigods. *shrugs*
It gets less cliché later, don't worry. My writing (thank the gods) gets way better too.
Hola, amigos! Como Esta es? Ok, sorry, I do Spanish in school and I was practicing. I've wanted to write this chapter for a while now. Basically, the seven, Theyna, Solangelo, and Tratie, move in together after college. So yea, there's Theyna in this. I ship it, mkay? I'll probably make a part 2 of this by the way. Enjoy, my peeps!
Hello, I am Jane Callaway. I am 43 years old, and I got married at the respectable age of 30. Me and my husband, Jason Callaway, had a child at the age of 33, and she is now 10 years old. Her name is Emma Callaway, and she is very proper and polite. We raised her right, unlike some people, who just let their child do whatever they want at the age of 6. It's terrible.
My family and I are strict Christians (I'm not Christian btw, so imma get a bit confused at times on what they believe and whatnot. also, she's too strict, and some of her beliefs are kinda... dunno how to describe them, not nice? sry for the jerk characters, guys), and we believe you should start dating at around the age of 25, that you should get married at around the age of 30, not have any other sexuality other than straight, and always be proper and polite. Don't ever joke around, always go to church, and always dress nicely.
So when I heard that there were people moving into the house next door, I decided to take it upon myself to greet them. I wore my best clothes, a dark green dress that went up to my knees, and black heels, that weren't too tall. Emma was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt with a dark blue skort. (yes, a skort, they're a thing! sry talking to Grammarly) She had a pair of knee-high white socks and navy blue mary jane shoes.
We were bringing the neighbors cookies. Hopefully, they were just like us! Christian, proper, and polite!
"Mother, do they have any kids that I could play with?" Emma asked. I thought for a moment.
So we walked over to the new people's house. It was huge. (IDK how to describe houses, so here. btw Hecate makes it look smaller but it's way bigger on the inside)
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It was very big and modern, but not traditional enough in my opinion.
"Mother, it looks so pretty!" Emma said, softly. I nodded and rang the doorbell.
A woman with pale skin and caramel-colored hair opened the door. She had a few freckles and almond-shaped eyes. She couldn't have been more than 20 years old, but I could tell she was older than that. (yup. she's actually, like, a goddess, around 30-40 years old, but she wants to look like she's 20)
"Hello?" she asked. I smiled at her.
"Hello! I'm Jane Callaway, and this is my daughter, Emma. I just saw that you moved in today, so I decided to bake you cookies!" I replied, politely. The girl smiled.
