Tales of Change

Chapter 1

And as Julia said her last goodbye, her beloved Richard rode off into the night.

"The End." Rose said aloud as she finished the story she had been writing. It hadn't been easy, thinking of her own storyline rather than manipulating one that had preexisted, but she had done it. "One high school English assignment down, hundreds more to go."

She sighed as she clicked print on her laptop and then logged onto her fandomsandfanfics.com account. It hadn't been long since she had engrossed herself with the fandom world. She had always loved books, she got that from her mother, but she had never known that there were thousands upon thousands of people who shared the same passion for books as she did at her fingertips, not to mention that she discovered a hidden talent through fandomsandfanfics.com; writing.

The printer stopped printing and Rose collected the ten page story and slipped it into her folder, adding the cover page that read Unbroken and Tangled Love By:Rose Gold.

She heard a knocking on her door, "Rose, sweetheart, it is well past midnight, you really need to get to bed, you have school in the morning." Her mother spoke in such a tone that made it extremely hard to argue. She stood from her desk and walked across her spacious room that was plastered with posters from her favorite books and opened the door.

"Bedtime." Her mother repeated with a smile. Her brunette waves that perfectly mirrored Rose's were pulled into the odd twist that she usually made, looking much better than Rose's messy ponytail that served the purpose of keeping her hair out of her face while she wrote, not meeting any beauty standards.

"Goodnight mom." Rose says, giving her a hug and a kiss on the cheek, barely having to raise her head to meet her mother's cheek, seeing that her mother was terribly short, luckily Rose didn't share that quality with her. Rose turned and walked to her bed, laying underneath the covers and drifting off into a deep sleep.

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"Wake up dumbbell," Leia said into her brother's ear, "you have to go to school too you know."

Liam's eyes shot open and he gasped in fear at the ringing in his ear from her screaming, getting a mouthful of her long blonde hair, "You know there are better ways to wake me up in the morning Leia." He groaned, pushing himself off of his bed and to his feet.

"Yeah, but I think that this is funnier." Liam groaned again and walked to his closet, putting on a loose fitting black t-shirt accompanied with his black leather pants and jacket.

When he left his room he felt Leia roll her eyes, "I don't think that it is physically possible to be more stuck in the 'I'm a motorcycle dude who isn't old enough to have a motorcycle' stage. I mean seriously, can't you learn to dress in color?"

And Leia was one who had room to judge, today she sported blue jeans, a tank white top, and a red leather jacket, making her look more like her mother than she would have preferred, but there wasn't much that she could do about it. She was born as charming as her father and as beautiful as her mother.

Liam hadn't had such luck. He was solely the spitting image of his father, from his hair to his eyes to his spicy personality, Liam was just as much pirate as his father, all he was missing was the hook, but Liam didn't mind that he didn't have that specific aspect. He quite liked having all of his limbs securely attached to his body.

"When you get dad to wear a different color then you can try and make me." Liam said, pushing past Leia and walking down the hall to the kitchen.

"Morning Liam." Emma said enthusiastically to her son, putting a plate of pancakes on the kitchen bar, Liam sitting in front of them.