Chap.10) S.H and R

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Sara Heart.

She was thirteen, she was wild, she was cool.

She was biten.

Sara got biten.

Rosie, her bestfriend, was in the middle of a 'Rosie fix' - which is when she throughs around everyhting in sight that she can pick up and through it has hard as she can at something else - usually Sara Heart - but she was biten.

Rosie was Rosie . . . there was nothing else to it.

Rosie 7 years ago was the Rosie everyone loved.

Rosie at thirteen was not. Not even close.

This Rosie hass had her heart riped out and then sewed back on.

This Rise was not scared to cut your head off, strip off in the middle of school to prove a point, tell a teacher some very rude and unrepeatable things.

Yet, this Rosie was alive.

The old Rosie, the one that was locked in the bottom of her heart that everyone thought was black, was dead.

The old Rosie left when her old bestfriend left, moved away, the old Rosie left when Rosie got her heart broke, the old Rosie was weak.

"You are STUPID!" Rosie roared, glaring a look that would put Hitler to shame.

The only good thing was, Sara Heart was not yet a zombie.

The bad news is - that has never stopped Rosie before and it won't now, if she could cut the breaks on her aunts car, tell her cousins EX to disappare, put her cat in the oven, and much more, then killing someone she has to kill anyway - even a little early - is nothing, nothing, to her.

Even if its her new bestfriend.

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