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Continúa, Has publicado jun 24, 2013
I'm nothing close to normal! you know those stories of adventure like peter pan and his fairy. well when your little your parents tell you those stories and then that they are made up. but that's not true! we are all real yep even red riding hood i think she lives in Canada? well I'm a pixie but there's a twist to my story i get into trouble and have to get a job. the one who got me in trouble is none other than Louis tomilison of ONEDIRECTION! the ones i have to work with.
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"Curse this wretched dress!" I growled as I managed to get it stuck on a branch. I yanked it back and I heard a tearing noise. "You have got to be kidding me" I sighed, a tear taking black at the bottom of my dress. "Looks like someone is having trouble. May I ask, why you're on my island?" I spun around and faced a boy about my age. He had a deep English accent and brilliant green eyes. It was almost mesmerizing staring into his eyes and to hear his voice. "Where did you come from?" I asked. He smirked and let out a humorous chuckle. "I'll be asking the questions darling. Now answer me, why are you on my island?" He snarled, his eyes seemed to darken as he became angry. "I don't know, I was just walking around and then next thing I know I'm being chased, I found a magical bean and poof, I'm here." "Interesting. What's your name?" He raised his eyebrow in question. "Bree French. May I ask, what is your name?" I asked hesitantly. "Did I forget to introduce myself? I'm Peter, Peter Pan."