Ch. 2: Ashes, ashes, we all rise from

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When Billy arrived, at the back of the windmill; they could hardly believe what they saw: A girl, in a fiery phoenix suit, with bruises all over her face and she was struggling to stand up. Billy stretched his arms, as if to tell his friends to stand back.

-" Doggone! It would've been a safe flight, if it weren't for those crows!" The girl complained.

-" Crows? Who the heck are you?" Billy Hatcher asked.

The Phoenix girl, with some effort, managed to sit up.

-" I'm Phoenix. Phoenix Eggwhites."

Billy knelt on one knee.

-"Pleased to meet you, I'm Billy." 

He stretched out his hand.

-" Need a lift?"

Phoenix spreaded her wings.

-" No thanks."

She shot out from the ground in such a high speed, to then flutter gently back onto her feet.

-" I got this."

All of Billy's  friends just stared in awe, except Billy, but Rolly Roll and Chick Poacher, noticed his cheek was the hottest red.

-"Billy, are you blushing?" Chick Poacher asked.

-"Nonono, it's only the sun in my face." Hatcher responded in denial

Alone in his room, Billy was curved into a ball, not content with himself.

-" What's happening to me?" He thought.




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