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Chapter #2
Miss Isabelle
by: Unknown
You whirl around, as a mischevious laugh, almost like the sound of bells, catchs your ear. Frightenned, you look down to see a tiny girl, who looks no more than 18, smiling up at you.
"D-do you live here?" You ask, watching the girl, as your heartbeat starts to fall back to its normal pace.
"Yes!"
"You must be Cass-"
"NO! I'm NOT Cassandra!" The tiny girl exploded, stamping her foot against the hard ground. Her green eyes blazed with fury as she flung her long raven hair off her shoulders. You take a shaky step back, raising your hands in defense.
"I'm sorry, please forgive me! I just assumed. . "
"That's right you did!" She glares at you, still angry.
"You should NEVER assume."
"I- Forgive me. What is your name?"
"I am Isabelle, sister to Cassandra."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Isabelle. I'm Steven Johnson."
"I know!" She says with a giggle. Turning, she grabs your hand and starts to drag you to toward the house.
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