Two childhood friends basing their friendship on a fairytale story. However,every story must come to an end. Rowin Treble and Alison Rosenberg. Two girls that broke away from the pieces of a once completed puzzle of their friendship when Rowin moves...
A/N: So I'm probably just going to put Rowin's POV in the story more often than Alison's a POV but her POV will be an occurrence ever so often. - ——— - Rowin's POV
I dreaded going home. The principle suspended me for a couple of days. He told me he would call my guardian, heh good luck getting a hold of my grandpop he doesn't have a phone or a home phone. Probably should get home one for emergencies. I looked down at the cracks of the sidewalk as I walk home. As you can see I can't afford a car so I just walk to places I need to go to. I finally see my house into view.
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Yea it ain't much but it's hell- I mean home. I finally got to the door of the house and I opened it with a cream I then walked inside. It is cold and it smells like rotten wood. This was my childhood home but once I had the money to move out and away from my parents I went right away and never looked back but that of course the only thing that made me to move...oh Alison if only you knew. "Well someone is home early" a raspy and croaky voice echo across the house. I walked through the small hallway and into the living. Then there he is in all in his glory is Pops in his wheelchair.
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Pops has been my father than my actual father. "Yea I got suspended for fighting" He sighs and turns his wheelchair so he could face me better I knew I'm in a long lecture. "Winnie what have I told you. Only use viole-" I cut him off "Violence for self defence and nit let your emotions get the better of you and think before you act I know I know Pops" I rolled my eyes. My Pops was in two wars he wanted to keep on fighting for his country but he got blown up, he barely survived. He only lost his legs but he still trained me for self offence of course. "I'm just gonna take a nap ok Pops?" And with that I turn around on my heels and went up the creaky stairs and went into my ugly room that holds many ugly memories.
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I just flop onto the bed and once I hit the bed I fell asleep. - —— - A/N: and there it is folks a really really late update lol sorry been busy. Anyways here's a pic of Rowin Rebel and Alison Rosenberg.
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Rowi Rebel
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