Little Red Riding Hood {part three}

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Rowan and Leo started down the forest again. Leo seemed a little more trustworthy, though Rowan still didn't trust him. Leo even looks sketchy with his red hair, light gray long sleeved shirt in eighty degree weather, and navy blue jeans. Like, who would wear a cold weather top with warm weather bottoms?! Rowan stopped and pulled out the map again from his back pocket. "What? Do you not know the way to your grandmother's house? Lame." Leo laughed rudely. 

I guess he's right. I shouldn't need a map. But I still don't know most of the way. Rowan thought. "I guess you're right." Rowan said, putting his map away. He still needed the map though. "There! Now you feel cool right?!" Leo asked him, tossing his map on the ground. Rowan was halfway to tears. He blinked so Leo wouldn't see. He wanted him to be cool, so Rowan did as he was told.  "But, that means you know the way right?" The curly haired teen asked the sketchy boy. (Okay, I forgot to mention but Leo is 15, one year older then Rowan) 

"Of course I do. Because I'm cool, and now you are too." Leo said, pointing to which direction the need to go next, left. 

~~ At Grandmother's house

"Here you are. And I hope your grandmother gets better." Leo said, turning around to leave. "WAIT!!" Rowan yelled at him. "What do you need now?" Leo asked him, annoyed. "I- I don't know the way back." Rowan said quietly, but just loud enough so Leo could hear. "Tuh! Of course you do." He rolled his eyes and stood on the porch. Rowan just stood there, unsure what he should do next. "Well what are you waiting for? Christmas?! Get in there!!" Leo commanded him to head inside. "Ah. Right." Rowan said and he opened the door.



Heh heh. Cliff hangers go brrrr

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