MadamRose oneshot(Check her out on yt @MadamRose1908)

Chapter 1 Hello?

                                                                        Rose's POV

"Hey! Wait up!" You call out to the young girl running ahead of you.

"I'm not going fast or anything" She turned around and looked at you. "Try speeding up" She said it like it was common logic that any 7 year old should know. Sometimes I cannot be with her, but she's been my best friend since I was 5.

"It's not my fault I'm slow" I said, LIKE COME ONE! We're only 7, I've always wondered how Fiona was so fast. Fiona's mom was sitting like I think, 80 feet away? She either said 18 feet or 80, can't remember. Oh well.

"I'm actually kinda tired myself" She said as I looked up to see her panting, laying on the grass. It looked like she could pass out any minute now. (That's what the grown ups call it when people randomly fall asleep, it sounds cool)

I look at her and consider rolling her down the hill. "Yeah no duh." While she was on the ground I noticed her blinking her sleep away . I let my mind get the better of me as I rolled her off the hill with a flick of my foot. I hear an expected scream and then... nothing. I run down to check on her but it just looks like she's sleeping; could this be what the grown-ups were talking about when they used the word 'passed out'? I looked up at Fiona's mom, I always forget her name though... What was it? Oh yeah! Her name was Chelsea. She had a panicked look on her face. Was it because Fiona passed out?

"Fiona?" I called out. It seemed as if she couldn't hear me. I tried shaking her a bit to see if she would wake up; She probably would have if her mom didn't pull me away. Chelsea ran away with Fiona in her arms.

And that's all I could remember before a loud voice pierced my ears. "-OME ON! WAKE UP!"

I looked up to see my best friend, Mellissa Hatchet, shaking me violently while yelling at me. "My gosh, finally you wake up" Huh? What's she talking about? I decided to come to my senses and ask her what happened, she responded with an answer that wouldn't make sense for anyone else, but it made perfect sense to me.

"You passed out as soon as I asked for your last name..." She said this, accepting an answer, but I was left speechless.

"̴̧̡̡̨̨̛͈̪͇̣͇̰̯͔̰̰̻̫͕͈͎̥̫̙̙̠͌̇͛̒̊͐̐̽̌͌̒̊̀̋̈́͛̍̑̄̍̐̔̓̌̇͆͗̌͗̏̋̄͐̚͘͜͠b̷̧̧̢̰̬̘̲͍̱͉͈͔͍̮͕̪̞̻̙͙̯̏̉͊̀̄̓̊̐̈́̒̓͑͛̎͌̇̒̽̑̅̒̾̀̽̓̋̔̔̓̂̿́̉͗̓͐̾̈́̃̋͂̊́̈̾̍́̄̓̇̓͐̚̚͜͝͠͝ͅͅͅǘ̴̡̨̢̨͓͖̳̘̥̺̦̞͓̖̘̣̙̝̳͍̯͕̺̳̩̱̦̫̭̘̬͕̗̲̥͉̫͈͓͎͔̪͕͔́̃͌̃́͆͂̈́̄̌͋͛̄́̍̓̍̒̍̈́̇̄͌̌̓͆̄̔͐͌̀̊́̉̐̂̔̓̋͌̈́̓̆͆̈́̓̔̔̚̕̕͜͜͝͝͝ͅͅt̷̘̳̖̩̣̪̗̦̝͓̻͓̼̻͉̝̪͓͇͖̙͒̿͛͑̎̓͌̅̓͋̒̿̿͆̀͆̂͒͑̍̈́̾̐͆̍̍͑̇͐̈́̊͆̎͘̕̚͠͠͝ ̵̧̢̡̦̯̪̮̥̼͖̞̭͓͚̝͚͚̜̘̘͍̻̣͍̪͇͕͍͚̯͉̰̠͂̽̑̉̌͐́̓͑́̋̿̒̐͂͛̿̔̆͊̑́͒͑̊̾͗̿͛̕̚͜͝͝ͅş̸̨̧̧̧̛̪̖̬͍͙̻͕͙̦̟̰͚̟̫̙͓̤̺̱͇͇̠̦͙͍͇̙̤͖̱̦̭̙̭̳̱̻͕̫͕̠̲͓͎͔͗̏͛͆̃̇̽́͌͒̈́̇͜͜͠͝ͅͅͅͅo̵̧̡̧̡̨̨̘̞̘̦̙̮̳͚̼̮͙̫͉̣͔̖̻̞̪̠͕̮̮͇͈͔͔̙̼̣̳̱̹̲͇̩̬͖͙̳̭̟͈̝̯̬̙͎͇̩̳͙̬̟̎͗̒̂̄̒̄͂̀͋̉̾͑͋̌͗͐̔̉͂̐́́̑̈̈̏̊͂̃̀̏̂̎̈́̽͆̀̔̒̕̕̚̕̚͘̚͝͝͠͝ͅm̸̛͉̝̖̦͈̙̳̮͍̀̏̀́͐́͋̈́́̄̽́̈́́̈̓̍͋̋̂̄͂̉́̀̋͊̊̓̕͜͜͝e̷̢̢̡̥̭̗̼̳̖̤͈̮̠͙̙̺̹̝̪̮̦̣͙̰̲̳̻͖̼̗̭͈͈͇̻̜͉̩̥̠͇͕̗̖͉̞͕͔͕̩̭̟̺̓̋̀͒͋́̑͗̽̉͗́͐̊̀̇͌̓͒̒̾̅̒̈́̊́͘͘͘͠͝ͅͅͅt̵̢̨̢̢̡̨͈͎͚͇͍̫̲̣̘̮̤̯̫͇͔̠̮̣͚͔͇̝̣͚͙͍͔͑͑̊̓̓̃͑͜͜͠h̷̨͉͕͓̦̱̣͚̖̠̻͈͈͂̓̆͋̄͂̄̑̌̓̅̈́͋̄̿̒̃̐̀͂̒̈́̈́̂̋͂̄̆̎́̈́́̚̕̕͜͝͝ͅi̸̡̨̛̛̺̗̺͚̫̼͚͎̎̓́̈́̈̌̏̍̎͊̃̄̎̈́͐̃̽̍̇̄̔̈̔̒̊̌̓͗̆́̅̌̎̄̔̔̎͒̆̔͋̈́͋̀͗͌̓̏̕͝͝͠͝͝n̵̢̡̛̠̦̞̦̩̬̜̲͚̗͍̘̬͈͕͚̠̯͓̘͚͎̼̥͙̙̰̮͇͈̘̠̭̙͖͚͓̐̂͌̓̀̈͊̊̋̀̊́͆̂̄̃̂̈́͆͂͐̈́͒̄̄́͋́̑͗̍͌̒͆̄̀̑̈́̅̀̒̈́͗̎͌̈́̓̓͠͝ͅg̸̢̨̛̘͇̯̩̤̩̺̦̜̟͈͓̮̟͇͈̦̞̮̟̞̼͓̹̭̩̝̣̮͓̙͚͕̞̼͙̼͎̳͔̳͕̬̳̀̀̆̈̏̽̔́̇͗͑̉͋͑̍͋̿̊̔̌̀̊͐̈́̂͆͒̐̑͛͗̉̃̏̕͠͝ͅͅ ̴̧̨͍̱̺̟͕͎̞̹̩͚̮̺͕̰̥͉̤̳̞͓̬̹̩͖̝̯̺̮̺̹̗̞͇̇͘ļ̵̨̣̪͖͚̜̩̱͉̩̣̭̭̝̙̲̳͇͈͙̭̬̫͎̜̺̖̼͉̣͖̠̥̩͎͇̮̯̳̜̌̽́̔͜͠ͅi̶̧̡̧̨̡̢̱̜͎̗̮͈̘͍͓̗͓̻̣̰͕̫͚͙͎͕̠̞̘̰̤̱̟̩̗̹͉̹̻̮̗͚͉̮̬̜̮̮̤̹̰̠͕̜̜̪͔̟͋̑͆̽͒̓͛̈̉̒̈́̔̓̇́̒̿̓̑̽̈́̉͋̏̂̓̉̈́̓̆̄̇͗̿̅͐̍͊̒̅͂̓͊̇̄̊̄̀͑̔̚͘͜͜͠͝ͅk̵̡̡̡̧̲̼̖̥̟̰̖̻͕̠̻̤͎͙̯̜̘̟̼̘͖̫̻̋̊̒̇͑͊̍̌̅̂̔͋͆͋̍͗̽̎̋̓́́̄̑͋̅̂̏̃͌̚̕͝͠͝͠͝ę̸̛̛̥͍͓̣̖̳̬̯̳̱͕̙̺͍̻̲̝̣̤͙̦͍̯̼̹̥̜̠͎̩̪͕̉̀͊̃͂̊͂̂̏͆̂̒̚ͅ ̵̢̡̻̥̝̗̗̩̲̬̖͎̂̆̅̄̎́͒̈́̈̌̉͗́́͒̒̐̈́̕͝͝͠͠t̶̢̡̨̛̖͕̤̀̔̃̀̈̆̈́̋̃͋͋̂̽̇̊̌̑̀͑̐̽̃̋̎͝͠ḧ̸̢̹̲̣͓̭͈̣̯́̆̍̋̿̈́̉͜͜a̸̢̡̨̼͍̪̮̪̠͖̭͙̜̦̖̫̼͎̹̙͔͔̤͉̖̣͕̜̥͎̻̪͎̤̺̞͕͍̝͍̗͈͉̼͎̪̹̫̼͈̦̯̓̅̓̇̌͋́͆̂̆͊̈́͊̈́̅͌͜͜͝ţ̷̢̢̛̛̛͙͎̗̞̻͓̦̞̤͙͇̦͕̘̥̫̈́̏̽͗͗͒̏͛̿̽̈͊̓͆̔̅̅̀͆̏̒̉̌͒͂́̇̄͌̆̂̓̒̔̓͛͛̇͐͐̌̋̓̐̑̑͂̑̀̈́̕͘͘̚̕̕͝͝͠͝ͅ ̵̣̝̼̇̓̒̔̾̆̓͘͘͘̕ͅh̴͕͈͓̼̹͍̺͖̜̫̩̘̟͈̗͂̊̓̾̆̈́̆̓͊͂̀̃͆̑̈́̒̽̽͒̄͛̂̒̌̔̂̅̾̉̓̔̂̇̈́́̏́̒͗̅̅̎͐͒̾͒̌̈̓̒̄̐̕̚͜͝͠a̶̢̢̢̛̠͖̠͔͇̙̦̭͈̭̤̜͈̣̘̣̜̺̳̬̺͖̜͖̞̗͇̪̘̗̖͓̤̖͔̗̟̯̽̄͊̀̐̇̂́́̍͐̓̆̔́̀̉̊̀̀̈́͋̿̄̔͌͒̾̂́̅́̂͐̀̈̊̐͐͐̍̽͒̊͂̔̎̆͌̕͘̕͘̚͜͜͝͝͠͝ͅs̶̢̧̢̝͔̞̤̳̰̳͇͖̦̲̤͇̪̱̖̹̳̩͒͊̓͋̾͒͊͊͌̑͗̔̆́͊̾͗̄̉̍̎̄͌̇̈́̈̌̄̓̔̂̔̀̉̾̓͒̅̋̃̿̈̈̍̇̈̚̚͜͝͠͠n̵̡̛̛̻͚̤̼͕͉̉͑͌̑͛͗͋́̔̓͂̃̀̀͑̊̏̒̎̈́̓̀̿͌̈́͂̀̒̒͗͊͐͌͋͗͑͆͒̀͂̚͘͝͝͠͠͝'̵̨̡̢̡͇̺͚̬̟̞͍̥͕͕̮̬͍̜̱͈̯͓͎̰̤͍͉͉͇͚̣͎͎͚̪͕̮͚̮̤̹̪͓͓̳͇̞̗͎̙̗̅͂͂̾̓̀̄̉͛̀̿̔́̎̿̈́̀͗̂̋̄͆̽̑̿͋̄̉̀̆́̓̂͌̀͋̑́̿͂̈́̀̉͌͊̓͌̽̌̕͘̚̕̚͝t̷̢̧̨͕͙̦̙̮̮̰͍͚̪̪̪̖͎̦̪͕̥͙̮͔̱̼͇̖͚͎͔͎̹̮̝̬̮̺͚̭̜͋̓́͊̊́̌͆́͊̎̀̀̚͜ͅ ̵̧̧̡̛̛̩͖͓̱̭͖̼̗̻̞̟̺̰͎͕͇͈̥̯̥̺͕̭̲̣͍̫̻̣̥̪̖̲̙̹͖͈̳̙̰̖̺̩̗̩̜͚̞͔͚̺̝̬͆̿́̈́̾̓͒̅̔̽̒̾̽̒͂͒̄̉̊̇̀̎̋͋̃͋̔̏̓́̾̏̌̄̔̽͐͐̈̌͆͑́̒̀̽͛̇̾̊͆͋͂̐̅̌̕̕̕͜͝͠͝ͅĥ̸̡̢̡͈̼̳̬̙̳͎̠̥̤̹͎͇͙̤̮̭̖͎͕̮̩͔̘͓̥̉͆͂͛ͅâ̸̤̯̳̞̖͒̊̀̆̍͐̈́̑͊̋̏̀͗̓̓̋̿̄̂̽̃̆̒̈́͗̇̐͋̇̕͠͝p̵̨̟̣̩̣͉̬̼̲̯̬̝̮̝͕̙͇͓̤͙͙̹̺̈́̎́̄͗̿̀͠͝p̴̢̨̡̡͉̘͚̺̘͙̦̗̤̝͎͙̣̳̱̭̣̳̞̥͙̫͔̦̤̫͍̠̩̫̥̺̹̼͙̻͍͕͈͙̙̝͕̳̥̣̣̱̖͎̦̫̝̞̲͒͆̎͑̓̒̄́̈́̍̿̅̋́̀͛̋͊̃͊͋̾͗̓̆͌̕͘̕͜͜͜͝͝ͅė̸̩̥̎̓̋̏̿́͋̐̆̈̚̕͝͝n̷̡̢̛̛̛͈̲̝̭͇̭̹͈̹̳̼̞͉̼̈́̔̀̽̏̆̌͒͋͊̂̍̍͒͒̂͂̌̃̑̋̂́̇̊̽̏͆̀̽̍͌̊̚͘̕͜͠͠͠͝͝͝ͅͅȩ̵̼̯̝͇͓͖͚̻͍̬̠̙̥͎͖̜̭̪̋̂̃̓͆̓̂̒̋̑̍̅͗͂̎̀̉̊͋̉̈́̅͛̓̈́̅͛͆͐̍̀̏̏̀͌̕͘͘͝͝͝͠͠͝ͅd̴̡̡̢̨͍͍̜͈̯̗̱̣̻͕̥͓̳̙̲̪͔̳̬̙̝̻̜̬̟̳͕̥̪͕̯̰̥̟͇͙̊̈́̌̐̌̈͛̈́̈͗́̎̏́̓͘̚͜ ̸̢̛̛̘̫̯̼̥͇̫͈̺̑͂͌̅̄͗̽͑̐̃͛̎͋̒͊̒̈́̓̾͆͋͊̓̀͗͗̈̇̇͒́̽͋̈́͌̓̔͑̆̓͛͊̓̄́̀̚̕͘̚̕͘̕͜͝͠͠͠͝͠ͅs̵̨̡̨̛̪̤͓̲̥̻̣̬̭̬̟̬͇̙̳̪̥̫͙͎̲̙̬͙̗̻̹̙̟̥̼͖̦͚̮̮͔̜̺͓̬͙̞̅̀͋̊́̌͐́̓̿̈́͐́̒͗̆̀͊͗̒̎̃̍̔̉̌͂̅̿͐̽͂̽͐͐̂̀̆̈́̐͌̉̕͘͘͜͜͝͝ͅͅͅì̶̡̧̢̡̧͔̭͉̳̲͍̭͎̬͍̹̩̜̯̯͕͓̮͙̖̥̰̣̘͓͉͔͍̖̜̳̹̣̥̝͓͉͕̺̩̯͇͉͎̓̓͗̔̒̇̀̈͒̒̆̄͐̌͌̋͋́͐̇͑̀͗͒̓̎͛͘̕͜͜͝͝͝͝͝ͅͅn̶̛̛͉̖̓͆̀̇̂̈̿͗̃̓̋̑̋̋̆͑̿̇̏́̇̾͌̉̒́̆̿̀̿̈̈́͒̀̀̆̄̂̔͋͗̒̀̓̓̕̚͘ç̶̧̨̡̧͉̥͍̰̞̤̹̩̺̦̗̼̮̭͇͉̺̞̠̖̬͙̲̖̱̘̥͎̹̮͕͔̲̮͎̬̏̀̅̓̃̌̈́̉̔̽̐̈̈́͗́͘͜͠ͅͅͅe̶̡̨̨̧̦̬̪̝̠͔̘͓̹̣̳̯̯̞̩̳͍͖̺̞̣̥͉̲͕̝͓̤̩̩̭͚̼̤̺̠͈̮̐̏͑͊̄̽͋̚͜͜͝ͅͅͅ ̴̨̡̧̡̛̥̱̣̪̹̥͇͔̮̦̩͚͎̪͈̫͚̘͎̼̳̣͈͌̈̓̾̿̇̄́̑̅̾̓̒̏̏̔́͒̄͒̓̃͌̍̐̂̀̓͌͋̔̐͋̅̍̚̚̚̕̕̕͜͠͝͝͝͝͝͝͝I̷̢̧̨̨̢̨̢̨̙̣͇̣̺̘̰̗͇̮̻̘̗̫͓̥̩̪͍͈̼̬͙͖̞͍͖̦̱̳̗̝͎͇̣̤̙͇̭̱̖͚̲̘̠͍̽̔͂͊̒̈́́̐͗͊̓̑̈͂͌̒͂͛̇̈́̆͂̏̐̚̕͘͘͜͝͠ ̸̢̳̻͉͇̠̪̪̉̀̽͊͆̅̋̄́͊̿̀͒̋̊͊́̾͆͊̂̈́̕ẇ̶̡̡̢̞͓̦͈̝̘̝̰͎̫͚̪̯̱̱͉͕̺̭͔̯̰̣̻̦̩̺̟͍̻̗̼̮͉͕͍̟̥͍͓̘̥̖̲̔͋͜ͅa̸̧̧̧̛̛̻̜̗̱̺͉͙̲̖̼̗͕̹̰̯̭̲̬̠͖̜̖̪̠͖̝̼̠̲̙̮̩̹̼͚̖̱̭̱͇̥͓̗̰̬̽̔̾̅̅̔̇̒̾̏̾͂͑̎͛̇́̀̓̒͂̅̃̐̐̿́͌̉̎͌̒̉͋̾̈́̇̉̾͒̓̏̊̃̇͋̕̕̚͜͝͠͠ͅs̷̢̡̨̮̘͎̭͖̟̤͚̟͈͓̟̘̘̃͒͒̐̀̐́̀̊̆̏́͂͒̍̉͒̈́͠ͅͅ ̷̧̡̟̼̦̲̮͚͛́́͂͑̕7̵̧̛̭̗̱̱̮͎̞̖̩̪̗̦̘̫̮͇̺̻̣̝̻̼̫͋̆̉͆́̎̿̈́̾̆͂̾̓̃͐̄̑̾̑͊̀͋̍̀̓̃̑̌̋̈̒͂̓͊̃̓̾̉̈́̀́̍͘̚͘̕͘͜͜͠͠͝͠ͅ"̴̨̡̧̧̨̠̠͉̦̗̟̹̹̹̝͍͓̰̪̹̥͈͇̩̘͈̲͚̭͙̤͎̫̱̣̠͕̣̘̝̭͇͚̯̤̮̈́̒̐͑̉̒̅̍̀̓̅̎͐̇̄̔̎̾̔̓͗͐͑̋͐̈̽̕̚̚ͅ

"Rose?" I hear her call out, "Did you say something?"

"Huh" Dang it, I said that aloud "It's nothing"

"Okay weirdo" She said as she stuck her tongue at me. We're 15 now, well technically she's 14, but the point is it's getting old. She's already by the door when she says "Text me if you need anything" and leaves. Welp, that's finally over. As I looked outside the window I never realized how dark its gotten, I should probably get ready for bed.

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