One day, when Mary and Dickon, were kissing passionately, Colin walked in. He was alone, he was upset that Mary and Dickon had spent more time together than with him, so he came here to calm himself down. Only calm down, he didn't.
"MARY! DICKON! How DARE you do this to me?!" He said without looking at what they were doing. When they broke apart, Colin saw their slightly pink faces, he saw Dickon's hand in Mary's and her other hand on his forearm.
Note: It so wonderful to be able to write words all caps- such thing is not recommended in a manuscript, it makes you seem a unprofessional.
Colin understood what they had been doing, and he was not happy. "EWWWW! You kissed!?" Colin ran off, out of the garden.
Normally, Mary would feel sorry for him and would go comfort Colin but now, she felt nothing but hate towards her cousin. Could he not be happy for her, for once?!
"I'm going to tell father!" they heard him in the distance.Mary went pale.
"Colin has a way of twisting stories. Mr. Craven is going to forbid me to ever see you again!!" Mary was about to cry. Remember how the military's recruiting? Your mom is going to send you to the military!" Mary started crying.
Dickon took Mary's head in his hands and he hugged her. He wanted to deny it, his mother wasn't bad to him, but e knew his mother though of that as a possibility and she wanted what she thought was best for him.
"We have to catch Colin and convince him not to tell on us!" Mary realised, getting even paler if that was possible. For a second, she went back to being Mistress Mary, quite contrary.
Mary ran towards Missletwaite, out of the garden, with Dickon on her heels."Colin wai- "Mary said. She probably meant wait, but she stumbled and hit the ground hard, then everything went black.
Fainting is not as pleasant as it is said to be in books. When she woke up, Mary saw Dickon's face and she was relived, than she saw Colin's face and she scrunched her eyebrows.
"I'm sorry, Mary, I talked to father." Her heart dropped to her stomach, "He's fine with you two." Mary let out a breath she didn't know she was holding.
"What about you?"
"I'm fine too, now." Colin said, slightly ashamed.
Mary turned her eyes towards Dickon.
"Me too. Turns out my mother didn't want me in the military after all!"
"What about me?" said Mary.
"Just a sprain" said Marta appearing out of nowhere with a smile.
Mary smiled at Martha, than at Colin and then she raised her head up halfway, and she kissed Dickon's warm lips, when he met her in the middle.
"Awwww, a new begening. I want to be the maid of honour at the wedding" Said Martha smiling viciously.
"Martha!" Dickon and Mary's faces reddened like two tomatoes.
THE END
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