*** Chapter three, Emmett's P.O.V ***
I really wanted to read more of this diary.. So I had to ditch the family.
I dressed in my new clothes, and pulled the sports bag with the diary over my shoulder.
I pulled my Baseball cap on, tilting it to the back of my head.
I walked to Rose, and kissed her on the cheek gently.
"I'm going to Seattle to buy some parts. " I lied easily.
"Why the bag?" She asked.
"Probably gonna put them on there, so I need a change because if I ruin this tracksuit Alice will KILL me" I grinned.
She laughed, her beautiful, sexy, inviting laugh..
No. Emmett.Focus. Diary. Jeep. Go. Now.
I ran down the stairs, and straight into my Jeep. I didn't bother with the safety seat belts, I mean seriously. I don't need them.
I sped to Seattle, enjoying the Amazed looks people gave my Jeep.
I drove out of Seattle, to the forest, driving the Jeep to the lake.
I rolled down the windows, and lounged across the seats, and began to read.
December the twenty-first 1932.
Almost a week has passed. I have not seen Mary again..this upsets me. I want to see her face again..Her beautiful pixie-like features, that Beautiful black, silky hair..
I keep getting lost in this girl. I know that I love her. Is it possible to love someone within a week of knowing them? Maybe I was been silly.
I hoped I could see her again...Just to see her features. Her so beautiful features...
Well. I gotta go. Time to work.
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I sighed. I had really liked this girl... I decided to read on.
February the sixteenth 1933.
I haven't written for months. I lost my diary, and a lot of crap has happened. of course they was Christmastime... but that's not really important.
Okay, so I was working on the rails, with Paul and Jason, when Mary's train came past. She waved to me, seeming distressed, red circles around her eyes. Her Hair had been cut into short spiky, bob. I was surprised at how much this suited her, and stared into them oh-so brown eyes. I saw a guard, or someone dressed in white, yank her back by her hair. I growled to this, and leapt onto the back of the train. I ignored they yells of my brothers, pulling myself up with my huge muscles onto the roof of the train. I crawled along the top, glancing down the windows to look for Mary's cabin. I saw her, sat cradling herself alone, in a locked compartment.
I slided the top of the window off carefully, lowering myself into the compartment.
"Emmett!" She gasped. "WHAT are you doing?!"
"Busting you out." I grinned.
"NO! You'll get caught!" She hissed.
"Pfft, don't worry 'bout it." I Waved a hand dismissively.
"Emmett." Her tone was harder, "You have to leave."
I sighed and grabbed the roof, and began to pull myself up, when Mary screamed my name, I was shot in the leg, and I dropped from the train roof like a stone.
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I really wanted to read more of this diary.. So I had to ditch the family.
I dressed in my new clothes, and pulled the sports bag with the diary over my shoulder.
I pulled my Baseball cap on, tilting it to the back of my head.
I walked to Rose, and kissed her on the cheek gently.
"I'm going to Seattle to buy some parts. " I lied easily.
"Why the bag?" She asked.
"Probably gonna put them on there, so I need a change because if I ruin this tracksuit Alice will KILL me" I grinned.
She laughed, her beautiful, sexy, inviting laugh..
No. Emmett.Focus. Diary. Jeep. Go. Now.
I ran down the stairs, and straight into my Jeep. I didn't bother with the safety seat belts, I mean seriously. I don't need them.
I sped to Seattle, enjoying the Amazed looks people gave my Jeep.
I drove out of Seattle, to the forest, driving the Jeep to the lake.
I rolled down the windows, and lounged across the seats, and began to read.
December the twenty-first 1932.
Almost a week has passed. I have not seen Mary again..this upsets me. I want to see her face again..Her beautiful pixie-like features, that Beautiful black, silky hair..
I keep getting lost in this girl. I know that I love her. Is it possible to love someone within a week of knowing them? Maybe I was been silly.
I hoped I could see her again...Just to see her features. Her so beautiful features...
Well. I gotta go. Time to work.
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I sighed. I had really liked this girl... I decided to read on.
February the sixteenth 1933.
I haven't written for months. I lost my diary, and a lot of crap has happened. of course they was Christmastime... but that's not really important.
Okay, so I was working on the rails, with Paul and Jason, when Mary's train came past. She waved to me, seeming distressed, red circles around her eyes. Her Hair had been cut into short spiky, bob. I was surprised at how much this suited her, and stared into them oh-so brown eyes. I saw a guard, or someone dressed in white, yank her back by her hair. I growled to this, and leapt onto the back of the train. I ignored they yells of my brothers, pulling myself up with my huge muscles onto the roof of the train. I crawled along the top, glancing down the windows to look for Mary's cabin. I saw her, sat cradling herself alone, in a locked compartment.
I slided the top of the window off carefully, lowering myself into the compartment.
"Emmett!" She gasped. "WHAT are you doing?!"
"Busting you out." I grinned.
"NO! You'll get caught!" She hissed.
"Pfft, don't worry 'bout it." I Waved a hand dismissively.
"Emmett." Her tone was harder, "You have to leave."
I sighed and grabbed the roof, and began to pull myself up, when Mary screamed my name, I was shot in the leg, and I dropped from the train roof like a stone.
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*** Chapter three, Emmett's P.O.V ***
I really wanted to read more of this diary.. So I had to ditch the family.
I dressed in my new clothes, and pulled the sports bag with the diary over my shoulder.
I pulled my Baseball cap on, tilting it to the back of my head.
I walked to Rose, and kissed her on the cheek gently.
"I'm going to Seattle to buy some parts. " I lied easily.
"Why the bag?" She asked.
"Probably gonna put them on there, so I need a change because if I ruin this tracksuit Alice will KILL me" I grinned.
She laughed, her beautiful, sexy, inviting laugh..
No. Emmett.Focus. Diary. Jeep. Go. Now.
I ran down the stairs, and straight into my Jeep. I didn't bother with the safety seat belts, I mean seriously. I don't need them.
I sped to Seattle, enjoying the Amazed looks people gave my Jeep.
I drove out of Seattle, to the forest, driving the Jeep to the lake.
I rolled down the windows, and lounged across the seats, and began to read.
December the twenty-first 1932.
Almost a week has passed. I have not seen Mary again..this upsets me. I want to see her face again..Her beautiful pixie-like features, that Beautiful black, silky hair..
I keep getting lost in this girl. I know that I love her. Is it possible to love someone within a week of knowing them? Maybe I was been silly.
I hoped I could see her again...Just to see her features. Her so beautiful features...
Well. I gotta go. Time to work.
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I sighed. I had really liked this girl... I decided to read on.
February the sixteenth 1933.
I haven't written for months. I lost my diary, and a lot of crap has happened. of course they was Christmastime... but that's not really important.
Okay, so I was working on the rails, with Paul and Jason, when Mary's train came past. She waved to me, seeming distressed, red circles around her eyes. Her Hair had been cut into short spiky, bob. I was surprised at how much this suited her, and stared into them oh-so brown eyes. I saw a guard, or someone dressed in white, yank her back by her hair. I growled to this, and leapt onto the back of the train. I ignored they yells of my brothers, pulling myself up with my huge muscles onto the roof of the train. I crawled along the top, glancing down the windows to look for Mary's cabin. I saw her, sat cradling herself alone, in a locked compartment.
I slided the top of the window off carefully, lowering myself into the compartment.
"Emmett!" She gasped. "WHAT are you doing?!"
"Busting you out." I grinned.
"NO! You'll get caught!" She hissed.
"Pfft, don't worry 'bout it." I Waved a hand dismissively.
"Emmett." Her tone was harder, "You have to leave."
I sighed and grabbed the roof, and began to pull myself up, when Mary screamed my name, I was shot in the leg, and I dropped from the train roof like a stone.
--------------------------------------------------
I really wanted to read more of this diary.. So I had to ditch the family.
I dressed in my new clothes, and pulled the sports bag with the diary over my shoulder.
I pulled my Baseball cap on, tilting it to the back of my head.
I walked to Rose, and kissed her on the cheek gently.
"I'm going to Seattle to buy some parts. " I lied easily.
"Why the bag?" She asked.
"Probably gonna put them on there, so I need a change because if I ruin this tracksuit Alice will KILL me" I grinned.
She laughed, her beautiful, sexy, inviting laugh..
No. Emmett.Focus. Diary. Jeep. Go. Now.
I ran down the stairs, and straight into my Jeep. I didn't bother with the safety seat belts, I mean seriously. I don't need them.
I sped to Seattle, enjoying the Amazed looks people gave my Jeep.
I drove out of Seattle, to the forest, driving the Jeep to the lake.
I rolled down the windows, and lounged across the seats, and began to read.
December the twenty-first 1932.
Almost a week has passed. I have not seen Mary again..this upsets me. I want to see her face again..Her beautiful pixie-like features, that Beautiful black, silky hair..
I keep getting lost in this girl. I know that I love her. Is it possible to love someone within a week of knowing them? Maybe I was been silly.
I hoped I could see her again...Just to see her features. Her so beautiful features...
Well. I gotta go. Time to work.
--------------------------------------------------
I sighed. I had really liked this girl... I decided to read on.
February the sixteenth 1933.
I haven't written for months. I lost my diary, and a lot of crap has happened. of course they was Christmastime... but that's not really important.
Okay, so I was working on the rails, with Paul and Jason, when Mary's train came past. She waved to me, seeming distressed, red circles around her eyes. Her Hair had been cut into short spiky, bob. I was surprised at how much this suited her, and stared into them oh-so brown eyes. I saw a guard, or someone dressed in white, yank her back by her hair. I growled to this, and leapt onto the back of the train. I ignored they yells of my brothers, pulling myself up with my huge muscles onto the roof of the train. I crawled along the top, glancing down the windows to look for Mary's cabin. I saw her, sat cradling herself alone, in a locked compartment.
I slided the top of the window off carefully, lowering myself into the compartment.
"Emmett!" She gasped. "WHAT are you doing?!"
"Busting you out." I grinned.
"NO! You'll get caught!" She hissed.
"Pfft, don't worry 'bout it." I Waved a hand dismissively.
"Emmett." Her tone was harder, "You have to leave."
I sighed and grabbed the roof, and began to pull myself up, when Mary screamed my name, I was shot in the leg, and I dropped from the train roof like a stone.
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