Marco Polo (On Hold)

Marco Polo

WARNING: I will right sexual scenes when the time comes, but will put them in a different story as I want to get this on the What's Hot. This has not been edited as I whipped this up quickly.

Hey guys, I was gonna make this a horror story but thought otherwise. So now it's a romance/thriller. If I can be bothered, when this story is finished I might make a sequel. Though it all depends on how much people like this story. At the end of this chapter it tells you when I will upload next, though that's only if I get around 3 comments and 3 votes for this prologue. I know it seems like a lot for a starting story, but I believe that this story can really get somewhere, like possible in the top 10 on romance or thriller and possible top 500 in what's hot.

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Prologue

"Mom, are you done yet?" I whine.

"Nearly," she replies, yanking down my pink, frilly bikini top. "There" she says, pulling my long, dark brown hair into a pony tail.

"Thanks Mommy," I say, bending up to kiss her on the cheek.

"Have fun!" she calls out after me.

I run out onto the back lawn with a big, goofy grin spread across my face. Once I make it onto the concrete tiles, which cover the outside of the pool, I slow down. My best friend Leslie was sitting down at the end of the pool, her legs in the water, slashing around and laughing to no one.

"Hey," I say, coming up to sit next to her.

Leslie's blonde, short hair was pulled up into a mini pony tail, some strands that can't reach the hair band falling over her face. She was wearing a blue full price which is frilly at the thighs and frilly at the shoulders. Overall she is beautiful.

"Hello" she replies.

"Wanna play tag?" I ask.

"Sure, in the water?"

"Yeah."

We both count to three, holding hands, and jump in together. The waters slashed around our bombs, wetting our hair and swimmers, and slapping against the skin that hits the water at the wrong time.

We let go hands and swim up to the surface, both panting for breaths as water splashed into our eyes and face.

"Tag, your it!" Leslie yells, touching my shoulder and swimming the other direction.

I laugh and chase after her, catching up, but slowing down as my muscles got tired. Finally I reach her and tap her on the back. "Tag, your it!" I reply and swim away.

We played for half an hour until we finally got bored and had to have a rest. While we were playing, Mom had set our towels down at the side of the pool so we could sun bake for a little while.

"So, what do you want to do after this?" Leslie asks.

"I don't know. Maybe we could play Marco Polo?" I suggest.

"Oh my gosh! Yes! I love that game!" she shouts excitedly.

I laugh at her happiness and soon she starts to join along. As you can tell, Leslie and I are really bubbly.

"You're the best bet friend anyone could have, Winter," she compliments.

"You too." We smile at each other for a while before we decide to go back into the pool.

"I'll be in first," suggests Leslie.

"Okay."

"Marco!" she calls out.

"Polo." Leslie swims in the direction she heard my voice, nearly touching my head, but I managed to swim underneath her.

"Marco!"

"Polo."

Leslie swims again, this time succeeding and touching my stomach.

"Awe, you got me," I smile.

Leslie opens her eyes and pokes her tongue out at me, then swims away.

Closing my eyes, I take in a few breaths the start the game again. "Marco!"

"Polo." The reply came from my left, so I swim to wear I heard it. There was some slashing sounds as Leslie swims right past me, I follow in the direction.

"Marco!"

"Polo," she replies.

The sound came from the other end of the pool. Swimming there, I didn't hear any splashing sounds.

"Marco!" I call out again.

There was no reply.

Leslie better not be playing any tricks on me, I think.

"Marco," I call again, but there was still no response.

I decide to do a bad thing, to break the rules of this awesome pool game. I peel my eyes open and look around.

The water was still, besides the little ripples I would make when I would move. I turn around, then around again, trying to catch a glimpse of Leslie's little body.

Nothing, not anything...

"Mom!" I shout, hopping out of the pool and running into our big house.

Mom was at the kitchen baking cupcakes and humming along to a random tune.

"Mom." I run up to her and pull her sleeve.

"What's wrong, honey?" she asks, stopping what she's doing.

I lead her outside to the pool, not saying a thing, trying to hear if there was any noise that Leslie could of caused, but there was nothing.

"Winter, what's going on?"

"Leslie, Mom, Leslie is gone," I explain, tears strolling down my cheeks.

"What are you going on about."

"Leslie isn't here, Mom. Leslie has been kidnapped."

A/N: Hoped you liked the prologue. Sorry it's short, I PROMISE it will get longer.

As I said before, you should really check out My Innocent Accident by SexyAngelFromAbove. It's a teen pregnancy story so if you like it read it. Also if you like teen preg stories, then when I post My Mistake you should read it, there's going to be a sequel called I'm The Mistake which is the daughters life.

Merry early Christmas, I probably won't upload before it so I should say that now. Next upload should be around a week and a half or two weeks away, gonna start making th next chapter tomorrow and make it longer.

So you know what to do... VOTE COMMENT AND FAN!!!

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