Tale of Two Sisters

The Man

Andrea's PoV

We were stuck. Stuck in a rut. We as in my sister and I. She likes to live in the village more than be adventuring, unlike me. Her name is Kameryn. Mine is Andrea. We live in a small house in the village, even though our parents had enough money to have us live in lush homes, we wanted a smaller home to live in. She is always in a dress. Brown and silky being her favorite type, to go along with her straight black hair. I, on the other hand, always wear men's pants and shirts, to go with my black curly hair. Unfortunately, the hair type, dressing ways, and attitudes are the only differences.

Anyways. Yes, we were stuck. One of our trailer wheels were broke and we couldn't keep going because Kameryn's dresses were in there. Her favorite, to be exact. I sighed as I sat down on a rock. And thought. I wanted to keep going. But no. She had to stop us.

Once I had given up all hope of Kameryn wanting to go any further, I tried to fall asleep, but I awoke to voices. Had Kameryn finally gone insane? Finally, I've been wondering when she'd go over the edge. But as I stood and walked away from the rock I had been slouched against, I found my sister talking to a deep voice through another trailer that was not our's. I walked a bit closer to find a man flirting with Kameryn. He had a cleanly shaven face, tousled blond hair, and dark blue eyes. Just the way Kameryn likes them. I sighed as I walked to them. I glared at Kameryn, her dark brown eyes glaring back at mine. "Kameryn." I said through gritted teeth, "I thought we agreed to not speak to people we don't know."

"Well then, Andrea" she said sweetly, "if we did that, then we wouldn't know anyone and we wouldn't be born."

I glared again then turned to the man, who looked about 20. So about 2 years older then Kam and I.

The man raised his eyebrows, expecting something. "Well? Aren't you going to rant now?"

"Yes. Just what do you think you are doing to my sister? She is mine to bother. Leave. Now."

He smiled deviously. "or what?"

I started to pull out my knife, blowing curl from my face "Or I'll gu-"

Kameryn pulled the knife out of my hand, muttering how ladies shouldn't have weapons.

I huffed, turning and walking way. I don't like others taking my weapons, thank you very much.

"by the way!" Kameryn called after me, "he has a name!"

"I don't care if he does or not!" I yelled, not looking back.

Obviously she wanted me to know his name. "It's Lukas!"

I scowled at the ground before me as I walked. I most definitely was not liking this guy already.

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