Rosie Talkands was watching the town from the car seat , while her mother was driving them to their new home. Marcia Florence - her maiden name , which she got back to , after the divorce , said that this is their chance to start new life and forget the past.
But , too bad for her mother , Rosie didn't want to forget . She didn't want to change anything , but nobody heard her opinion. She pleaded , promised , even cried , but nothing helped . Her parents only told her , that no matter what they'll always be there for her and she didn't believe it . And here she is , two weeks later , travellimg to her new hell . At least , she called the little english city that. She started complaining , before the have even unpacked . The people were too average . They wore normal chlotes , they always have a smile on their lips and look friendly and nice , but to Rosie they were cold and low minded. She couldn't stand them . In fact , she couldn't stand anything here. Although , all the events , that had happened weren't any good , she still has her consolation - the poetry writing.
Rosie walked past her mother straight to her new room. The last time , she was here , Rosie was telling her mother what her new room would be. It is big with black walls , black king sized bed , black wardrobe ....everything was black. She liked her room mostly because of that.
it was 7pm , when she went out for a walk. It was dark and a little bit cold , but Rosie didn't care. She just wanted to distract her mind and rest for a while. After all , she was starting in her new school - ,, Lorrensloor " tomorrow. She managed to find her way to the graveyard. Her so called ,, favourite'' place. Nobody was there , it felt lonely and sad , just the way she likes it . She sat on Edward Marshall's tomb and took out her diary and a torch . She opened it and started writing with the right hand , while she was holding the torch with the other.
Everybody , who knew , that the new girl loves to walk through the graveyard , would think ,, She's insane. She couldn't be here. Her place isn't here, Why is she here ? '' and much more . What they didn't know was that she doesn't care anymore. She wasn't afraid of the dark or of ghosts. She just felt anone and lonely and never bothered to know their opinions. But not all of the people in the town would though that. There was one boy , who wouldn't. who was just a few metres away from her , who was watching her in amazement. He couldn't believe that there were another like him . For the first time in his life , he smiled widely and without making any noises started walking to her. But Rosie somehow heard his steps and turned to face him.
Their faces were just a few santimentres away and she looked at his pitch black eyes , and he looked at hers. They just stood there and enjoyed the magical moment. There isn't a logical explanaition for the following events. He kissed her slightly and thats how Rosie realised what was happening. She grabbed her bag and ran away to home , climbed the stairs and locked herself in her room. She settled back on the door and took deep breaths. After a few moments , Rosie realised that she had forgotten her diary on the tomb and it was too late to come back. The boy was probably picked it up and was reading all her secrets and feelings at the moment. But she kept telling herself to be strong and nobody would hurt her. Rosie changed into her nightgown , but she couldn't sleep all night , because she was thinking for him and the Kiss. She was starting to think that this town is very strange as the boys kiss unknown girls. She couldn't explain herself the sparkles in her stomach , her goosey skin and her messed thoughs.
Back to the boy , he really found the diary , but didn't read it . Yes , he was curious , but he respected the girl's feelings Same as Rosie , he also though about her. He though how beautiful she was , what a pearfect couple they would be and about the Kiss. And he suggested , that he would see her tomorrow . It was sure , that she's the new girl. He heard that she was around his age and they would probably be in the same class.
That night , both of them couldn't sleep .They were thinking with curiousity about each other and wanted to know more . They were expecting to see what would bring them the following day. And mostly will they met again ? What will happen this time ?
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Teen FictionThe young Rosie Talkands is forced to move with her mother to the town. She hates it. In fact , she hates that she'll have to move school and that isn't okay to her . The new area , neighbours , teachers , classmates ..... . Everything is too much f...