Lilly's POV
We get to their house and they help me in. Why the hell did I have to ACTUALLY twist my ankle?! I lay on the couch and I hear Hunter telling his dad about me staying here the night. Celia then starts to question me:
"So, tell me about yourself." She said. How much should I tell her? I'll just tell her the basics. Hunter walks into the room.
"Dad said she could stay." He said to Celia. "So, what's your name?"
"Actually, Celia asked me a similar question, Hunter." I said.
" We never said our names..." Celia said, looking at me suspiciously. Oh shit! I have to think of something. Stay calm, Lily.
" I heard people whispering about you guys at the coffee shop." I said calmly.
"Oh, okay..." Hunter says. He looks at me suspiciously, then shrugs it off.
"Should I still tell you guys about myself?" I ask. They nod.
"Well, my name is Lily. I am 17. I'm turning 18 soon. I am 5' 4". I live in a small house in the back of the woods. I haven't seen my parents in forever, but I don't need to. I'm fine by myself. I ride a motorcycle. My favorite drink is hot chocolate. I love to draw, watch movies, and I like magic."
At my last comment, I see a look of fear across Hunter's face, but is replaced with a fake smile. Celia is still smiling, but I can tell that she wants to talk to Blazer.
"Good to know." Hunter said. " I still have one question, though." "Sure." I respond, not knowing what to expect.
"What's your last name?" He asks me. Right then, their dad walks in the room. His jaw drops.
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The Forgotten Storyteller
FanfictionI look and see the group around the campfire. I watch as they tell stories. It seems that Celia heard me and motioned me over. I sit down next to Hunter. Everyone looks at me. "Does this mean I have to tell a story?" Everyone nodded, still looking a...
