How it all works out

Marcus

well that’s weird. how could all of our apples taste like completely unrelated foods?

"wait!" I said excitedly "little Barry, weren’t you just saying you wanted wings?"

everyone looked at him in amazement.

"it tastes like whatever food we're craving!" shouted little Barry with a huge smile as he began stuffing them into his pockets and the pouch he made in his shirt.

I can’t believe it. this is the sweetest thing that has happened to me in my whole life. I LOVE CHEESEBURGERS. just as this thought is passing through my mind, I gasp loudly and drop the apple out of my hand.

there are at least a dozen men in armor riding up to us on the A/N hey guys, hope you like the story so far, I’m having a hard time figuring out who I should put as Rachel, comment your input if you want or message me :)

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"does this apple taste like wings to you?!" I heard someone say

"oh no its definitely cheddar fries"

"I taste a milkshake."

most glorious of horses. their hooves are so light, they barely kiss the ground. this was a tremendous sight to behold and all of us were gripped with fear and admiration.

as they drew closer I could more clearly see the men’s faces. they all looked to be in their twenties, some had scars on their faces, no doubt from battle.

"the king wants to know who is eating from his fruit trees." the lead horseman said seriously.

"hi my names Rachel and these are my friends." I said sweetly as I glanced over at my possie.

"I see." said the man "I have direct orders to take you in"

"take us in?" I said flatly "did we do something wrong? I’m not even a legal adult yet sir, I can’t go to jail."

he looked at me, confused "take you in to the palace" he clarified the king wants to see all of you. my men will escort you."

six men rode foreword to me and my friends and extended their hands for us to grab to assist us up.

the horse closest to me had a dazzling white coat and a brown teardrop on its nose. I traced the mark with my finger and the horse gently nuzzled me and whinnied.

"I think he likes you" I heard a clear melodious voice say.

"yeah?" I said "there’s some horses on the neighbor’s farm where I come from but none of them are this pretty. it’s a magnificent animal" I said as I looked up and my throat caught.

there he was

the most beautiful man I have ever seen. he had a tan face and piercing blue eyes a slender build but not skinny, he had muscle definition but he wasn’t over the top muscular.

he was perfect.

I realized that he was holding out his hand to me and as I touched his hand, my whole entire body became weak and I felt him pull me up with sheer brute force.

was I in heaven?

it took a few extra minutes and men to get little Barry on his horse but it did happen and soon we were off to the kings palace in a somewhat gooselike formation.

okay, best. day. ever.

"so what did you say your name was?" I heard the man say.

"Rachel, Rachel Harrison. what’s yours?"

"I’m Marcus. but my friends call me Marc."

he said glancing back for a second. the horse made an unexpected movement, dodging a large rock on the ground; Marc reached back and steadied me by putting his hand on my thigh. he immediately withdrew it and continued riding but not before looking at his hand like something was wrong with it. my leg was still tingling from his touch.

I looked over at the other riders and I saw Jake to my right glancing over jealously but looking away when we made eye contact.

that was weird. I thought.

we arrived at the castle in what felt like no time at all.

we went straight to the stables where we were helped off the horses by what were no doubt servants.

they all had plain clothing on of browns and off white coloring. the women wore dresses with aprons over them. their hair was tied back neatly and they had straight faces.

I was helped off my horse by a female servant who had the most beautiful green eyes. she looked like someone that I would love to be friends with.

"thank you" I said as she helped me down.

she just curtsied and said "my names Ethel. I’m charged with preparing you for tonight’s feast, follow me" she said in a musical voice

WERE GOING TO A FEAST?! well if their apples taste like cheeseburgers, I’m sure anything they serve will be delicious.

I go to follow her as someone grabs my hand; I know who it is immediately because of the sensation pulsing through me. marc.

"Hey, you’re leaving so soon?" he said somewhat down.

"well I have to go get ready for some feast, are you going?"

"no he said, but I hear the prince will be in attendance will you give this to him for me?" he said as he pressed a translucent stone into my hand.

as I looked at it, it began to turn colors rapidly bursting into new colors I had never even dreamed of. what is it?

when I looked up he was gone. I turned back to find Ethel but it wasn’t hard since she was waiting only a few feet away smiling. "come on, don’t want to be late"

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