Chapter 3

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Being dragged out of my thoughts I hear a yelp or more like whining it reminded me of my dog, Kelsey she is a rottweiler cross Doberman and my brother will be bringing her here tomorrow. I walk around the corner to see a huge chocolatey ball of fluff, "oh my god," the dog walks towards me "hello" I then pat him and feel around his neck for a collar, after what feels like years of digging through his fur, I find a collar and look at the name, Bear  Wolfe is what I read, I laugh at the fact that Silas put his last name on it, yet I am not surprised. I then bend down and scratch bears ears until I hear someone clear their throat behind me, I then turn around to see Silas looking at me with a questionable look "seems like you've met bear" he says huskily, "yes I have, and he is very beautiful, aren't you" I say with a puppy dog voice looking down at bear I hear a low chuckle and then a "hey its getting late why don't I walk you to your room" I look up at him "alright, but can bear come" "sure" "yay, let's go bear!" I squeal happily.

We start to walk down the hall well Silas walks whereas bear and I are skipping ahead while Silas trails behind us as he lowly chuckles at my childness, we then reach what I assume is my room as I play with bear for a little bit until Silas catches up. "Alright well I better hit the hay" I say swinging my arm as I walk into my room until he grabs my arm I turn around and look at him "just telling you my suit is all black so If you know want to watch with me or anything" he says while scratching the back of his neck "alright I will keep that in mind, night." "Good night, Octavia." And with that I walked into my room, as Silas walked off with bear. I walk over to my bed and jump onto it as I let the silk sheets devour me as I feel my muscles relax into them, I let out a deep sigh, while I look up at the ceiling, until I feel my stomach grumble.

Ugh, I get up groaning as I had just become comfy but no because I was talking about the marriage agreement I missed out on dinner, I don't even know where the kitchen is.

So right know I am walking around aimlessly not knowing where I am going, I have discovered a few rooms like what looks to be a game room, gym, library, dining room, living room, theatre and then I found the kitchen because I think I walked into about five different rooms and accidentally walked in on a couple making out in the training room. But anyway, I am in the kitchen now and I just take some left-over lasagne and put it in the microwave.

As I am waiting for my lasagne I sit on top of the counter until someone walks down the small steps and as they turn on the light, they spot me and start screaming I start laughing as his scream hasn't changed "Jesus Christ Tavia you scared the shit out of me" "sorry not sorry" I say to my best friend of 12 years we met when I was 8 and I went to scare one of my friends but I ended up scaring him instead and he screamed like a little girl so from then on I have always loved scaring him. Anyway, shaking away my thoughts my laughing begins to sober until I realize that he is wearing a my little pony shirt which makes me sends me into hysterics again. "What are you laughing at" he says while glaring at you "where on earth did you get that shirt" I ask "your mom" he replies sarcastically "Haha hilarious, anyway what should I get Silas for his birthday, I was thinking of getting him a cologne or something" "why would you want to get something for him" "oh right you weren't there, well Silas and I are engaged I guess" "what, when did this happen" "when you guys left the meeting, our parents arranged it, and I mean I'm not mad or anything but it was just a bit of shock you know" I say with a sigh "oh" he says understanding as he walks to the freezer to get a tub of chocolate ice cream out, I hear the microwave beep "oh yay my lasagne is done" I say jumping up and getting it "ok well I'm going to go back up to bed, night Octavia" "goodnight Josh." Once I finished my lasagne I headed to bed.

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