Chapter 1

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Milo

Yeah I know that it's hard to imagine me 13 year old orphan Milo Adams a lost princess if you know me you'd think its crazy too. Well I guess I should start from the start of the story.

I was sitting on my bed at St. Marrys orphanage looking out at the stars waiting for that satisfying beeeeep. I looked at my watch hopefully to see that it said 12:00 a mega huge smile spread across my face as I got up to go wake up my best friend since I was 5, Aron. I walked over to his bedside and waited a moment before I picked up a glass of water and poured on his head, he bolted right up and said
"Jesus's Milo you scared the bajebes out of me"
I noticed his orange hair fell over his brown eyes, but then I noticed something else.
"What are you wearing" I asked intrigued.
"Oh um this thing" he said covering a  dragon on his necklace " oh it's nothing"
We walked over to my bed with our backs to the window.
"So 13" he said
"Yeah" I said
As I said it a huge purple  beacon sprouted from the window behind us and we bolted around to look at it.
"You want to go on an adventure " Aron said.

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