“Well the sun is now setting on mayday everyone..!”
Me and a bunch of people that we don't know and what do I mean I mean by We it's
me and Clovis and the guy on the stage jumps off and greets us. “Hello you two
must be?”
“Julielyn Adair.” said I said
“Ludwig Kanon.” said Clovis
“Nice to meet you, my name is Ambrose Basile so how was your mayday?” he asked
nicely
I smile and I feel a hand on mine and I turn and look at him. “You to look so
cute.”
We look and he whispers in my ear. “First date first impression right?” said
Clovis
He pulls away, is he trying to say that he is making me like him is he a...
Love terrorist act?
“No it's not, Clovis I...” I said boldly
He kisses me on the cheek and blush. “I know you don't have to hide it.” he said
politely
I feel my heart race. “I was not rejecting you Clovis.” I said bluntly
His face goes wide and the pride that he has and he pulls me in.
When your sixteen don't play stupid with the one who likes you.
“A place like this suits well not us...” he said shyly
“Your a florist and I am a dancer.” I said nicely
He touches my face gently and he pulls out a few hundred dollars.“We can go
dancing at a club if you like?”He asked
“How, well sure why not?” I responding sweetly
“You look nice in that baby doll dress.” he said shyly
We look at each other and the moment stands there I feel like I don't think of
him like he is my friend the Aryan one the one who I grown up with. “Do I got
something on my face?” we chimed
We blush and walk out.
Next day. It's a Sunday and I am asleep in the living room laying there
peacefully, in the school that me and Clovis go to the same school as its
catholic and Sunday is a big holy day for us.
Ten forty-five am.
“Oh Father Is gonna kill me!” I screamed
I button up my crisp white blouse and I look in the mirror. “My back up
uniform...” I stumbled
I tie up my ribbon my black ribbon and pull up my black knee highs and heals and
my mini skirt and black vest and bag and run quickly to the chapel.
“Craaaaaaaaaaaap!” I wined
“Do you want two months of chore duty Miss Julie?” Father Asked
“No sir!” I yelled
He smiles “Father I got a question?” I asked nicely
YOU ARE READING
Power of the Rose
Novela JuvenilCold, Spiteful, Nineteen year old, male, Ambrosa "Ambrose." or "Amber." Basile has been a actor ever since he was two, and Renne "Ren" D'amor has been a Male model ever since he was six and soon later they both meet, at a photo shoot. Ren is sweet...
