chapter 3

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  • Dedicated to Linds Martens
                                    

Rapunzel POV

The second reason is a little bit more complicated. When I was 12 years old, the witch took me to the village because I was whining for some dvds from Disney ,you know lady and the tramp, beauty and the beast, bambi, snow white, …yes I am a big Disneyfan and a guy so what.

When I was trying to look in the shop, the witch told me she forbad me to talk or look at someone otherwise I was never be allowed out of my tower.

With my head in a cloud I was roaming around looking for new stuff I walked into somebody, I heard a grunt and when I looked down, I saw a boy lying under me, his eyes wide open and staring at me. Then I noticed in what of an embarrassing position we were in, my whole face turned bright red. If the witch would see me like this, it would be goodbye trips to the shop.

I jumped up, the boy gets up too. I look to the ground, my hair for me eyes so he can’t see them and I mumble sorry. I tried to get away but he grabbed me by my arm. He pushed me not so gentle against the shelf and said: “Watch it pretty girl, you could get hurt. You better watch out next time”

I look in to his eyes, push my hair to the back and glare at him even though I had long hair and a feminine posture, I was mistaken for a girl before but this a**hole tried to play me and that pissed me off.

“Next time you should watch better before you call someone a girl”  I walked away and felt him staring at my back.

When I came “home” in my tower. The image of that boy wouldn’t leave my mind. I remembered every single thing about him and that frustrated me. The way his eyes changed in the light, his plumb lips who just asked to be touched and his nose who was just so adorable and the way his body looked jum… wait a minute did I just said about a guy that I liked him.

Shit I have now a really big problem.

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dedicated to a friend Linds this chapter is for you, hope you like it

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