My shoes had been taken from me. I walked barefoot through the house trying to find my way to the back door. I walked into another hallway when I spotted another a girl with red hair. I groaned under my breath trying to pass by unknowingly. "You're not very smart." She laughed. I stopped and eyed her as she turned, "I'm trying to find the back yard."
She smiled, "Follow me why don't you." She looked back to the hall then began walking as I followed. "What's your name?" She asked. "Rainer." I answered. "Lovely." She responded. "Yours?" I asked. She looked back and smiled more, her red lips were slimmer than the others but she was beautiful. "My name's Cara. Oldest sister." She laughed.
What the hell was up with everyone's name ending in 'a-r-a'? We stopped in front of a huge door. I could see Tara on the steps and Cara nodded me to go over to her sister.
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Red Lips. Pale Face.
Short StoryA school bus field trip to a planetarium makes 17 year old Rainer Locke realize there's more to 17 year old Tara Ocean than he thought.
