*DISCONTINUED The Chosen Ones (Team Crafted Fan-Fic)

Chapter 3: The Funeral and Siblings

Isabella's POV

Today's the day of the funeral. 6/7/2014. I hate this day. I put on all black clothing and go to the graveyard where the funeral is being held. It's still raining so I bring an umbrella. I look at my mum's body. She looks so peaceful, like she's sleeping. The priest's words doesn't seem to reach my ears, as I stand there. Finally, I realize there's no one here anymore, except for me and my mum's body. I throw my umbrella away, and kneel next to her coffin. I close my eyes and say "Mum, can you hear me? I know you're up there, somewhere, with the LORD looking down on me as an angel. That you can hear my every word. I-I just want to tell you that I love, and I'll miss you. I'm trying my best to keep together, because I know you're in a better place. Goodbye." I get up and walk away. It's time to find my siblings.

~~~Time Skip~~~

I'm standing outside of Natalie's school, shivering with excitement. The school bell rings, and everyone comes rushing out. I look around for Natalie, knowing how she looks like by a photo I found in my mum's room. I spot her, coming out last. I start following her towards her house. Natalie stops after she reaches a huge mansion, and pulls out a key. I walk towards her, and put my hand on her shoulder, and she turns around. The first thing I notice is that one of her eyes are bruised.

Natalie's POV

I feel someone touch my shoulder, so I turn around. A girl around my age is standing there, and to be honest, she looks kind of fimilar. That's when it hits me. "Isabella?!" I ask. "Hi Natalie!" Skylar says. "What are you doing here?!" I ask her. "Um... About that, hehe..." She says. "Wait, do you like Team Crafted?" I ask. "Yeah." She replies. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! YOU'RE ONE OF THEM!!!" I yell, and run into the house, locking the door behind me. I go back to playing Pokemon, in 10 different DS's. "COME ON PIKACHU!" I yell at the screen(s?) while eating cereal. "You like Pokemon?" Someone says from behind me. "AH!" I scream. "How did you get in here?" "Um... Through the balcony..." Isabella says sheepily. "WHAT?! HOW?!" I scream. "Duh, I climbed." Isabella says, rolling her eyes. "Ok..." "Okay... this is what I was going to tell you... Mitch, you, and I are siblings." Isabella says. "..." I didn't reply. "WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!" I yell. "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" "No, I'm not." She replies. That's when someone unlocks the door, and Team Crafted comes tumbling in. They all immediately look to Isabella and their mouths drop open. "Um... Who's this?" Mitch says. "You and I's long lost sister." I say to Mitch. His eyes widen and he runs to Isabella and hugs her. I shrug my shoulders and join in. "GROUP HUG!" Mitch yells. Everyone quickly runs to the circle and hugs Skylar, suffocating her. "Can't... breath!" She wheezes. We all just squeeze her tighter, and I say "Welcome to Team Crafted! Even though I'm not part of them." She doesn't reply. "Isabella...?" I ask. Everyone quickly stops hugging her and she falls to the ground, not breathing. "ISABELLA!" Mitch yells. Oh no... What have we done?