You Promised.

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Author's notes:

HEY GUYS! SO THIS A NEW STORY, IT'S NOT FANFICTION BUT ONLY FICTION. IT'S KINDA LIKE PERCY JACKSON, WHERE EACH CHAPTER IS NARRATED BY A DIFFERENT CHARACTER. HOPE YOU LIKE IT. :))))

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     Chapter 1:

                                                                                    JAMES

I was 9 when something amazing happened, I had my first ever crush, me James Bold, a crush? It all started on the year of 1996 when once every year we visited our grandpa in the country. He had a farm there where I'd play each time I went there. And this was the day I would do it again. We live in New York city, in a little neighborhood, we have a two-storey, it's not that classy but my friends say it's like a mansion, but it's home to me. 5:30 a.m. was the time we left and rode the SUV, I was too excited, but for some reason,  I couldn't keep my eyes open, they fluttered until my eyes closed shut and I drifted into a deep sleep.

6:00 a.m., I awoke and hurried to the side of the worn-out SUV and pulled my side of the window open.

The smell, the floral smell. The air, the fresh and relaxing air. The trees, the tall and beatiful trees. I loved the country and I've always dreamed that I would leave the city and live with my grandpa, but I'd miss my parents. Even though I haven't been here in months I still remember everything, especially the tall, beatiful and old Olive tree. That tree, I've dreamed of climbing it, but I had too much plans. And then from afar I could tell that gigantic, old-looking house, It was grandpa Bertie's house. When I shut the window down, I caught a glimpse of a girl, probably around my age, her hair was blonde, dirty-blonde. And as I saw her run to her house, her house was small, but wide, very-wide, the garden had a maze in it, I coildn't expalin it but I knew they were rich.

Chapter 2:

                                                                                         MAPLE

I am Maple Flints, age 9 in 1996, haircolor, dirty-blonde. 

Father: Oak Flints, Mayor of Magnolia town.

Mother: Olive Flints, DECEASED

Siblings: only one sister, Pines Flints, age 5.

Yes as you've observed, our names are named after trees, but that's why we're very close to trees.  The Olive tree in this town was planted by no other than my mom. She died because of a stroke, It was unknown how it happened. 

I went to Magnolia Elementary school. As a the mayor's daughter you might think I'm popular, but I'm not. The students  know I'm the mayor's daughter, but after a few weeks they never really payed attention to me, like I was nothing. I had no friends, the only young person that gave me attention was my younger sister, but we never really get along. I get really swell with adults, my dad's friends take me to parties and have dinner with me and we'd just talk. But the person I spent a lot with and I admire the most is, Old farmer Bertie Bold.

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