I got up from my spot on the floor, going downstairs to make dinner.
It was about four thirty which meant that my conversation with Aphrodite lasted longer than I thought it did.
My other mom, Layla, would be working late tonight so I am going to make dinner.
Some taco seasoning pasta that I found on Pinterest, I don't remember the name.
"Scarlett, you are going to sing until you want to stop." I tell myself, I put on some good Taylor Swift music.
Singing along, must I say I wasn't that bad either.
I had never heard myself sing and I liked the sound of my voice.
I heard the front door creak open but my mind didn't pay attention to it because I was hitting the climax of the song.
"You know your bloodline." A voice states.
I turn around to see a boy wit sun kissed hair with bright blue eyes.
He seemed familiar,"I'm taking that as a yes."
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No words
General FictionWords are stuck deep down in her throat. Heart. Soul. No one gives her attention because they all brush her off as the silent girl. The one too dumb to speak.