The French and The British

Chapter 1: Sam

The soft warm breeze blew a crossed my face. As I looked out on to the horizon. The sun was about to break into the sky. The waves roiled agents the banks. Today I knew I would be on my deathbed and I wanted one last look at the beauty of life. But there was one person I knew I needed to have right know ......... the girl. I hated when she looked at me with her sad blue eyes when the truth come out. I was stupid and fucked up. How could I prince of France be so arrogant. I looked over the sea with hate filled in my eyes. "Hey" I heard a voice behind me, she stepped out from the showdowns and plopped down on the ground. We both sat in silence. Man how I loved this girl.i loved her soft voice and her light brown hair that looked red when the sun hit it. "Why would you lie to me" she whispered.

" I didn't your brother said he would take the blame, but that son of a bitch" anger burned inside of me. " he said that David my own brother was the only one that did it, well I'm not having my brother die in front of my eyes."

"Why, why is it that this was so important" she asked but she knew the answer.

" because I wanted to protect us, and I couldn't just sit there and let David take the blame when I also was in on it" I looked down " he was going to expose us and if that happened you know what our fathers would say" i said looking down. We stopped talking for a second. We listen to the soft breeze. As a tear ran down my cheek i looked off in to the horizon and whispered " I love....."

"Samantha Rose Grace" The man said as hooked on my chains and dragged me away from Katherine who was crying and screaming "I need more time please let him say it please." Then everything went black.

Wait hold up, let me guess u probably don't know what happened,  ok well then let's start from the beginning then, well this is our story.