(Cynthea's P.O.V.)
"Mom?"
"Yes Blake?"
"W-whats arson exactally?
I was sitting in the living room as a fourteen year old girl, with Holli my 12 year old sister.
"Why?" My Mom asked.
"Because the news reporter had said something about it... " Blake answered.
"Oh, well, arson is an illegal thing.. its purposely catching something on fire."
Now I wished that I knew what Blake's reaction had really met.. Otherwise many lives would have been spared..
Blake just smiled and picked his sketch book up off the table and began to draw.
"What are you drawing!?" Holli eagerly asked, trying to look at his book.
"NOTHING!" He yelled, pulling it away.
"Sorry........Jerk!"
This was strange, Blake was an amazing artist, and he always loved to share his work..
~September 2nd 2006~ Time:7:33PM~
I. Cynthea Zeraedi now 15, Holli now 13, and Blake 17, It was a warm summer day in a suburb off of The Bronx, less than .2 miles away, but yet still a small and very safe town. Well at least it felt that way.. Holli and I were visiting Greyson, my boyfriend and his sister Auburn. While Auburn and Holli were upstairs Greyson and I cuddled downstairs on the black faux leather couch, my head rested on his chest to hear his heartbeat, while we lay there under the shaggy white blanket. Watching the television.
(Holli's P.O.V.)
"Really Holli? I'm tired of always watching this...this death shit!" Auburn wxclaimed, referring to the channel I always watched.
"But Aub! if I really want to be an F.B.I agent.. I need to know how to solve these crimes!." I replied/
"Same old excuse...."
I sat on her zebra striped bed. with hot pink pillows and bed curtains.
"Can we just shut the TV off?" Auburn asked.
"Sure....." I answered
"Holli?
"Yeah?"
"What do you wanna do?"
"Read." I answered, holding up my book on the F.B.I.
"Grrr! That is so ..BORING! Come on Holli! Don't you know how to have fun..?"
"Yes by reading my book... Aub i'm learning!" I answered.
"How to kill people?" Auburn asked sarcastically,
"No i'm lear-." I began.
"Come on, Get your shoes on....i'll show you how to have fun.." Auburn interrupted.
"Fine..."
(Cynthea's P.O.V)
The girls were entering the living room and Greyson and I were just flipping through the channels when we came to the news,
"Eastside Laundry matt, down in flames! Arson investigators prove that this was no accident.. Full story at nine.." The female reporter spoke
"Holli! Doesn't the friend Greyson is visiting live next to Eastside Laundry??" I asked.
"Yes!! His dad owns it!" she answered.
"I'm gonna call him.." I insisted.
"Greyson?. Can Holli and I go somewhere?" Auburn asked..
"Yeah, I guess.."
(Holli's P.O.V)
Auburn and I stepped on the concrete doorstep, and I closed the door.
"Aub just this once can we please go to the laundry matt? I need to see if my brother is okay." I spoke.
"Really? or is it you just want to investigate.?" Auburn asked..
"Both...."
