Char's POV
Running, running. That's all I could do. I needed to find Nicole. I didn't care if the others were following or not. She might be my long lost sister.
A thought crossed by mind, stopping me from running, it froze my body. What if she was dead?
I ran on, the question flowing in my mind. I climbed a tree and pawed my way through the bushes. A small grey building was there, reminding me of child hood. The times I was abused and hurt was scary. But, scared as I was, I was gonna save Nicole!
Running was never something I was good at as a child. I always puff and pant, so other kids laughed at me. Eventually I gave up, until highschool. I tried for a race and won. I guess it was always there, buried beneath the bad memories and scars.
I branch whacked by face and I looked up wondering how a branch could be that low that a cat could hit it. I sighed and continued towards the house with all had memories in. I stalked up to it and then heard rustling.
I hissed.
"Relax Char. Its just us." Evan's voice came from behind a bush. They all gathered around me as we tried to think of a plan.
"I got it!" Cath finally announced.
"Got what?" Asked Elisa
"A plan Dumbo. What did you think?" Evan replied.
"I don,t know. It could be a desiese for all I know!" Elisa back chatted.
"Guys, Guys! Listen to Cath!'' Said Lina, now conscious.
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Nicole & Char
General FictionNicole & Char. Exact opposites, to say the least. Char is the rebel, the loud girl who isn't afraid to speak up for what she believes in, nor is she afraid to stick out like a sore thumb in a crowd. Nicole is the quiet, small girl with a big hear...
