She Who Is Lost...

Chapter 3: Survival

Amy looked at Silas face of anger. His face contorted into a expression she could not decipher, but then he had his same old blank face. The person next to him snickered."To get away?" Silas repeated. "I thought I simply told you that I was your only source of getting out of here." By the time he finished, Amy had to back up into a tree because of how close he was approaching her. "Personal space Silas, I'm pretty sure she needs it." The figure spoke. Silas gave a reluctant look before backing down, grumbling something along the lines of She does not need it, and how the figure is a wimp..

Amy took the chance to study him. The boy looked about eighteen, With Emerald eyes and Raven black hair. His face looked smooth, and he was tall. Not as tall as Silas, but some where in between. Amy was just going to awkwardly stare at his eyes, but something had caught her attention. A big, ugly purple bruise had covered up his cheek. Whoever or whatever did that must of had really been mad. Where did he get that from? She wondered.

As if he had read her mind, the boy spoke."Are you wondering how I got this bruise?' He pointed to his face. "From you." He smirked. "And here I thought girls could not punch. In my wrong, i did try to look up your shirt." Even though the bruise covered up the majority of his cheek, Amy could still see a pink shade inch its way up to the surface, trying to make his embarrassment clear. He then covered the moment up with his name. "My name is Zentil. But if your up for it, Zen or Z is fine." Zen smiled.

Oh good, I could not say that name right even if the world depended on it.

"My name is Amy." She looked at him and smiled at that fact he had misjudged females of their physical strength. "Lesson learned." She stated bluntly, Earning a laugh from Zen. "Anyway," Silas had looked up at her and his eyes showed a cold expression. "Back up the treehouse." Silas gave her a glare, but changed to a look of surprise when she stifled a laugh. Almost so hard that she leaned down, her back to the tree. "Pfft! T-treehouse?? You could not have come up with a more stupid---" With a soft blow to her neck, Amy faded into black again.

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I can not believe Silas did that to her! Talk about a way of shutting some one up! Anyway, Like comment, and follow! I love comments and ideas! so do not be afraid of talking to me. Peace out!

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