"Kylie, you can stay here as long as you would like! I have a spare bedroom over there," she pointed to the doorway.
"You could borrow some of my clothes, but I don't think you'd like them." she said.
"I have sweatshirts and sweatpants. You could use them for a while." Max offered.
"Thanks," I said.
"I'll go get them."
While Max was getting the clothes, me and Ivy talked. She is really nice and interesting. Apparently she's lived here for over 20 years. Her husband had left her for another woman. That's just wrong.
"Okay I got the smallest ones I have, but I don't know if they are gonna fit." Max said nervously.
"Thank you so much," I said to max and Ivy.
I went to the spare bedroom and changed. The room wasn't very big, but it was cute. It was a twin bed with a white comforter and blue pillows. There was a desk with a lamp. By the bed was a heater. I turned it on so I didn't get cold when I go to sleep. I went over to the window, pulled back the curtains, and looked outside. It was a pretty view. There was a small pond, obviously frozen over, and the snow was as white as white could get.
"Are you okay? You've been in there for a while," he asked. I jumped in surprise.
"Me? Oh yeah, I'm almost done," I answered. I walked out and said to Ivy,
"Um, so do I have a bathroom? I wanted to look at the cut on my head."
"Sure! Max, please go show Kylie where the bathroom is, I'm making a snack." she said.
"Yeah, over here," he lead me to the bathroom,
"This is all yours,"
"Okay, thanks," I said trying to be polite. The bathroom was nice. One sink, a shower, a few drawers, some face wash, soap and some washcloths and towels. I liked it. I looked in the mirror, the cut was bigger than usual and for some reason more bruised. I couldn't think of why it was like this.
I went into the living room.
"So do you like hot chocolate and brownies? Because that's all I could find." Ivy laughed along with Max and I.
"Yes, they're my favorites actually!" I exclaimed.
"Oooh! That's good!" She said. She was obviously surprised and happy. Max and I sat down and started talking.
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Okay, so I'm Olivia (if you didn't know) and I'm sorry that the chapter isn't too long. I write the story at school everyday for like 30 minutes so...sorry! But I hope you enjoy! Remember to comment and vote (only if you want to do it.) And I will try and add a picture when I am on my phone. Love ya!
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Teen FictionKylie, who is 15, has just moved to Arkansas. Her father was abusive and her mother hasn't been seen for 12 years, and now she has to start high school at Pea Ridge High School. When she's hit by her father, she runs away from her house. After colla...