[All Rights Reserved. Saving Rose by @PointTrueNorth]
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A/N: I finally finished editing! Not the Wattpad version but the final-version-to-be-published. I need to decide what the final cover would look like.
What do you guys think? What do you guys want? I was thinking about a girl and a boy walking together, hand in hand, on a railroad track.
But the final cover would be up to you guys, the readers. Start deciding now and comment or inbox your answers to me before December 19th, 2014!
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|E X T R A - C H A P T E R 2| Call My Name and Save Me From the Dark
"I found out about something interesting," Samuel announced, breaking the calm and silence. I grabbed a handful of fall leaves and crumbled them in my hands. I watched as the little pieces fluttered to the ground and disappeared.
"What is it?" I asked and proceeded to grab another handful of leaves.
"My last name isn't pronounced as 'Rose'," Samuel said thoughtfully. "It's pronounced in French as 'Rosé'."
I stared at him. "So you're technically called 'Samuel Rosé'?"
Samuel nodded. "Does that change anything though?"
A wide grin broke on my face and I tackled him in a hug and we both went sprawling on the grass.
"Don't be stupid," I scolded him playfully. "It changed nothing. Though I do think that it's cool."
Samuel laughed and sat up with me propped in his lap like some dog with its owner. Not that I minded.
One of my legs was swung to straddle his left side and the other on the right. An evident blush appeared on my cheeks and I had to breath deeper in and out to keep from squealing.
Samuel noticed how awkward our position was and blushed as well.
"Oh, uh, sorry," he stammered. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him into a hug.
"Doesn't matter," I breathed in his scent. "Mr. Rosé."
Samuel laughed and and hugged me back. "Same to you, Ms. Rosé."
Okay, that's the last straw. I squealed like a retarded seal and squeezed his neck, causing him to laugh harder.
We ended up rolling around on the ground, laughing and poking each other's nose.
Marisol and Chloe had to come get us just to stop us for rolling into the lake.
"Guys!" Marisol whined when we all settled down (but I continued giggling). "You could have at least told us you guys we having a cute moment! I even had my camera ready the entire time!"
"Yeah!" Chloe agreed and pouted.
Samuel shook his head and ruffled his hair. I had to swallow and turn away because... well, just because.
"Here, picnic time," Marisol announced and pulled out a basket. "Mrs. Rose made it for us. She said to enjoy ourselves outside because it's a good weather today."
I smiled. "Nah, it's Mrs. Rosé."
Marisol gave me a weird look. "What do you mean?"
I grabbed Samuel's hand and simply smiled.
"A lot of things," I told her cheerfully and grabbed a sandwich. Samuel chuckled and reached for an apple.
Chloe's eyes sparkled when she spotted a banana and she immediately made a dive for it.
I made a mental note to store up on apples and bananas.
Marisol crosse her arms and made a pouting face.
"Oh come on!" she whined. "At least gimme a clue what's going on here!"
Samuel and I laughed.
"It's simple," I said with a grin. "Welcome to the world of Mr. and Ms. Rosé."
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A/N: I know, I know.
LAUREN! WE WAITED FORVER! WHY IS THE CHAPTER SO SHORT?!
Well, Saving Rose is about to get published. I need to work hard and get ready.
I'll try to make the next chapter longer.
If you want to read the Epilogue, you need to buy the book. I swear it'll be worth it. All explanations lie in the Epilogue. Like, about Samuel's 'lost' dad.
See you again soon!
xoxo Lauren
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