Ch. 3 - Wales, finally

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Last time, Ch.2

We got off the train, but I looked to my right and I saw that shy boy on the train. The boy was standing by a young adult woman.

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The young adult woman was scolding the boy to not go wondering around and talking to strangers.

So, like any good person would, I walked up to them.

"Oh, excuse me, Ma'am, but could you please tell me what this young boy has done wrong?" I asked her.

"Well he was talking to random people." She explained. She looked at me and then the boy.

"And yet, he was nice to me." I said. "He also didn't really gave me his name."

"Oh, his name?" The pretty young woman said. "Exactly why, a teenager, like yourself, want to know the name of my nephew."

The woman wore a sunhat, some black sunglasses, and a black overcoat jacket. She also had a necklace around her neck. The necklace had both diamonds and emeralds, switching back and forth between the two gems. Also, she had a purse-like bag that was around her shoulder that was black and white, she had a bracelet that looked to be a set that was with the necklace. She had green eyes, and redish- brown hair. 

I looked above her head; it said that her name was Madeline, but her nickname is Maddie. 

"He's nice, like I said before." I said. "I just wanted to know his name."

"Well his nickname is Danny."

"Well see you around Danny."

We then left them.

"Bye, Ma'am!" Yelled Danny. 

"So, Emma what do you want to do first?"

"I don't know, maybe swim?" She suggested.

"Sure, I'm done doing that." I said.

We looked around the beach, until we found some changing stalls.

We then got changed into our swimwear.

Emma changed into this:


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I changed into this: 


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"I like your swimwear, Emma."

"Thank you, N/n, I like your's too." She said, smiling.

We then ran towards the ocean.

We were having fun, splashing each other with the salty waves of the ocean.

We then got out of the water, to build sandcastles.

I was laughing, until I felt someone was watching us, so I turned around, and saw nothing except a peregrine falcon, just watching us. 

"Emmy do you ever feel like you're being watched?" I questioned.

"No? Why?" Emma said, looking a bit confused and concerned.

"No reason, nevermind don't worry about it."

"Oh.Ok," she said, frowning. "Are you getting homesick?"

"Maybe a little." I said. "Should we leave the beach, now? To find a place to stay."

"Yeah, probably."

We left to go back to the changing stalls to change back to our outfits.

(Mini- third person's p.o.v)

Emma: 

Emma: 

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You: 

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You guys then walked back towards town, finding somewhere to stay. A place where they would offer hospitality. Like an inn or someone who's kind enough to let two teens to stay in their home 'til they leave to go back to London.

You guys sadly couldn't find a place.

(Y/n p.o.v)

We were walking, until we were spotted by a lady.

"Excuse me, girls," A lady said. "You wouldn't be, at any chance, Emma Bloom and Y/n L/n would you?" She asked.

"Yes, that would be us, Ma'am." Emma said, politely.

"Oh, that's wonderful!" The lady exclaimed. "Now if you girls would kindly follow me."

"Who, exactly, are you?" I asked.

"Oh, I'm Miss Peregrine." Said the lady. 

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