"You o-okay, Carli?" Bill's voice spoke up from behind me, "Just enjoying the water Billy." I told him, swimming closer to him.
"You sure?" He asked uncertain of my reply. "Yeah, just didn't want to be getting in the way." I told him sadly. The conf...
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°Third Person's POV°
It was like any other day in the Horner household, the man of the house, Kevin Horner, was at work, to provide for his family, his wife, Jane Horner was busy in the kitchen fixing up lunch for her three lovable children. Their youngest son, Alex was seated infront of the television playing with his toys. Steven, her first born, had himself locked up in his room with his headphones on.
"Mom, can i go over to Bill's?" Carlita Horner asks her mother as she enters the kitchen, with a smile on her face. Carlita was the middle child, and also the troublemaker, she had her parents on their toes every single day, but they loved all their children equally.
"I thought he was suppose to be coming over to our house today?" Mrs Horner asks looking at her daughter, that was one thing about her daughter, she didn't have any female friends, saying they're all just a bunch of wannabes, Carlita was always out somewhere with the boys, or at Bill's house, and being a mother, Mrs Horner was well aware of the little crush, her daughter had on the Denbrough boy.
"He was, but he ended up catching the flu, because we played in the rain a couple of days ago." Carlita informs her mother, looking outside as it started raining once again, their parents have told them everytime not to go out in the rain, they never listen.
"You would still insist on going even if i say you can't, you know you could also end up getting sick?" the older woman questions her daughter already knowing that not even a common flu would stop her from going.
Carlita gave her the puppy dog eyes, her brown eyes got bigger and sparkly, making it hard for Mrs Horner to say no.
"Fine, but you better be back before dinner." Mrs Horner says in her stern motherly voice.
Carlita left a kiss on her mother's cheek, she grabbed a cookie on the counter and dashed for the front door, running straight towards the Denbrough house. Carlita knocked on the door, as she waited for someone to come and open up. Mrs Denbrough opened the door to see Carlita with a beaming smile on her face. "Carli, come on in, Bill is in his room." the older woman says chuckling softly at the girl's excitement, happily letting her in. "Thank you, Mrs Denbrough."
Carlita thanks her, making her way upstairs to Bill's room, the familiar soft music of the piano fills the house, the music always made the Denbrough house feel more welcoming and a lot calmer.
Bill sitting on his bed, busy folding a boat, not noticing the girl's presence in his doorframe. "Sure, I won't get in trouble Bill?" A very younger voice asks from the window side. Carlita finally noticed Bill's little brother Georgie standing by the window, staring outside. Carlita watched as Bill's fingers moved over the paper smoothly. "Don't be a w-wuss, I'd come with you if i weren't dying." Bill says giving out a fake cough, looking at his brother in all seriousness, the girl shook her head laughing softly.
