Chapter 1

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The dragon is entering the boundary line! He's coming and killing on his way. He scoops me up and then he drops and yelps with a sharp pain. Argggg! The dragon yells facing the fact that he's dying. I see know. Who has stabbed the beast. It's Jimmy Parker! No. His brother. Ron Parker. I glance at him and he smiles and looks handsom. In fact, cuter than the boy Jimmy. I blush and he comes to rescue me. Ah ha! I've found my true love! I lean in for a kiss and then-

"Hunny! Wake up, time for breakfast, plus we need to clean its Staurday. Chores day," my mom calls holding a frying pan as she is stepping sideways in my room. "C'mon hunny, I'm even on the phone lets go!"

"C'mon mom one more minute! Please..."

"Fine! But you better be up before 7:30!" she exclaims and I quietly fall back asleep and sadly, not dreaming the same dream as before.

I remember my dream and get out of bed immediately I have to see if this kid is real! I walk to my bookshelf and find a picture in a town book of the Parker family. I don't see a cute Ron though, he's as ugly as a dead chimpanzee. I know. That's not friendly and bubbly to say but, people, face the fact, this world is not all rainbows and unicorns either. This is the real world. Every once and a while you will find an ugly person. You can't go outside and swing a dead cat and not hit a ugly person. Now that, is a real world.

I get up because I realize it is  7:27 and I skip to the kitchen where I find my twin siblings munching loudly on their pancakes and bacon with strips of sausage cut up for their liking.

"Hi Rose!" my little sister Jubilee says all bubbly.

I wave and take my seat next to my father's dog Buster, who is laying on the cold tile next to me. I fling my short brown hair to the side of me and start eating fastly to get my chores done, to get to my friend's hut, The Swinging Tree. It all started in 7th grade when we were all still friends and we discovered this tree and we made a commitment that every Saturday we go to the tree and talk about latest gossip.

No one knows about this except us. Not even, our parents. We all make an excuse that we are clip earning the chicken pen at Emily's house. (Our other friend) And that we do it every Saturday.

I'm finished eating and I place my plate in the sink as well as the silverware I was using. I skip to my room and start to think about cleaning. I look on my job board by my mirror on my wall and see all I have to do today is... Nothing!

I'm stoked about this day, I can actually get to The Swinging Tree early today. I grab my chicken coop bag and head to the kitchen and out the door. I jump to the porch and race down the stairs. I glance forward and see Mrs. Jivall cleaning her garden on this glorious Spring day. I also see Gimmidean running to the hut as well as I.

I start to run and then go into a sprint. I arrive later than everyone and we start talking. Until, I hear a rustle in the bushes.

"Shhh!" I warn us girls.

Everyone now knows what's going on...

"SOMEBODY HELP!" We all hear. My heart starts to panic. It sounds like our friends, Samantha and Patty.

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