Finally Adopted Again!

                   Early the next morning, Jerem…I mean Hansel……and I was woken up by the noisy whistling sound that the man had made. Hansel was complaining about the bed. I woke up at the same time too.

Hansel: Argh….does a pauper sleep on this kind of bed??

Fran: Jeremy?? Don’t tell me you had never slept on this kind of bed??

Hansel: For the last time I’m not Jeremy. Don’t you understand? (turned to the man) Who are you??

The man: I’m Daniel Willans and you are??

Hansel: I’m the Prince of Wales, Hansel Chesley Lee, Son of King Henry VI and this is my friend Fran. (looking for water) I think I had to wash I’m so dirty.

Daniel: Go on, I’m not stopping you.

Hansel: But there is no water for me to wash.

Daniel: Oh, you can get water from the well outside.

Hansel: Well? Outside??(looking confuse)

Daniel: Did you ever see a well inside?? (chuckling a little)

Fran: Its okay, I’ll help you get the water Jeremy.

Hansel: I’m not Jeremy, Fran. I’m Hansel.

Fran: Okay, whatever Hansel.

          I went out to take some water. I kept thinking what in the world is happening to Jeremy. He kept on denying that he is not Jeremy and he kept on saying he is Hansel. He is really sick ???? or Is he really the Prince Of Wales???? But that couldn’t be. Don’t tell me is like the story the “Prince and the Pauper”  hehehee…..that is one of my favorite show. Don’t care about that so much, Fran. As long you have a nice place to live peacefully. After taking the water, I still heard a little quarreling from the guys.

Hansel: Do you sit without permission?? (asked Daniel)

Daniel: Do I have to?? I mean everyone are allowed to sit without permission.

Fran: Hey….hey…guys…slow down…slow down…stop quarreling. (putting the pail on the table)

Hansel: Fran. Do you sit without permission??

Fran: Well….yes. Why?? Do you sit with permission??

 Daniel: That’s why I was wondering.

Fran: What’s going on with you these days Jeremy??? You are like a totally different person.

Hansel: I told you I’m not Jeremy. That’s why I’m totally a different person. Why can’t you just believe me??

Fran: I don’t know, okay. I just don’t know should I believe you or not.

Hansel: Why not?? Do you really need me to prove it to you, only you’ll believe?? Come on, Fran. You are my friend right??

Fran: Yes! Of course, I’m your friend.

Hansel: Then, you better trust me. I promise I’ll never lie about anything. Okay!

Fran: Okay. I trust you.

Daniel: Come on, boy and girl let’s grab something to eat.

                      We went out for breakfast. Daniel bought a large bread for us. We gobbled it up hungrily because we never eaten for ages (opps….i mean days).

Fran: So…, Mr. Willans. Where are we going after this??

Daniel: Just call me, Uncle Daniel. Anyway, can I adopt you as my little girl since I don’t have any children?

Fran: Sure, since I didn’t know where my real parents are.

Daniel: Where are your parents??

Fran: I don’t know. I was sold my foster parents who had passed away 4 years ago. Are you sure that you want to adopt me as your daughter?? (looking at Daniel)

Daniel: Yes, little girl. After this, we are going to my house to meet my beloved wife, Sara.

Fran: How is she like??

Daniel: She is a cheerful, helpful, and the most wonderful woman I have ever met. ( looking at his watch) Come on,  children! We better hurry up before it is getting late.

Hansel: Wait, you must believe what I had said.

Daniel: What??

Hansel: I am the Prince of Wales, Hansel…..( I continue the sentence)

Fran: Hansel Chesley Lee, Son of King Henry VI.

Daniel: Okay! Okay! I believe you . So….you better eat now or not I will leave you kids alone. (kidding)

Fran: Hey….if you want to be a responsible father you should be waiting for us.

Daniel: Hahahahaa…..I’m just kidding little girl. Come on, eat quickly and off we go.

Fran & Hansel: Okay.

Adventure Starts

                Xylia, Becca and the guys went back to their own house while Jeremy and I were left behind. I don’t know what was wrong with Jeremy. He seems quite crazy because he kept denying the fact that he is Jeremy by saying that he is Prince Hansel Chesley Lee, Son of King Henry VI. Oh……I wonder where could I put a night in…if I can’t find a place to lay my head then, I’ll have to sleep on the road or somewhere else where there’s shelter.

Hansel: So……you are Fran, right?? (asked me)

Fran: Yes, Jeremy. Don’t tell me you have forgotten. (staring at him one kind) Are you well???

Hansel: I told you I’m not Jeremy. I’m Prince Hansel understand. Stop calling me, Jeremy will you.

Fran: Okay, Okay, fine Jerem…I mean Prince Hansel.

Hansel: Mind if you called me Hansel without the prince. (burst out laughing)

Fran: Okay, whatever, Hansel. Where shall we go????

Hansel: Somewhere over the rainbow……..

Fran: Hahahahhaa…….maybe we should find a place to stay.

Hansel: I need to find Jeremy’s house but I still can’t find it.

Fran: Jeremy!!! You really do not know where is your house???

Hansel: For last time, I’m not Jeremy. I’m Prince Hans…….(I continued the sentence)

Fran: Hansel Chesley Lee, Son of King Henry VI….(making a kind of funny face)

Hansel: That’s right! (messing up my hair)

Fran: Hey…..(messing up his hair too) watch that.  I think that we should ask somebody where is your house.

Hansel: It’s Jeremy house not my house.

Fran: Okay, whatever.

Hansel: Since you don’t have  a shelter too, come follow me (grabbing my hand and ran)

Jerem……I mean Hansel and me went to ask but none of them knows. I still don’t understand what’s wrong with Jeremy nowadays he seems to change. Anyway, at least he never changes into a bad person……hahaha……

Fran: Hey, I’ve got an idea. We should go to a place where it is filled with people so that it is easier to ask.

Hansel: That’s a great idea.

Fran: Come on, let’s go.

We reached to a place and went to see if anybody knows his house or not.

Fran: Does anybody know where is Jeremy Riller’s house??

Then there is a men telling John Riller that he son has come back. John Riller saw Jeremy and grab a hold of him.

John: You my little boy had betrayed me.

Hansel: I don’t have any father. (thinking) That’s why your son said that he doesn’t have a father. I’m not your son. I’m the Prince Of Wales, Prince Hansel Chesley Lee, Son of King Henry VI.

John: What are you saying son???

At that moment, Jeremy’s mother, sisters, aunt and grandmother rushed in. Jeremy’s mother said “ John Riller, you are not to lay hands on my son.”

Hansel: I’m not Jeremy Riller, I’m the Prince of Wales, Hansel Chesley Lee, Son of King Henry VI.

Carolina: Jeremy, remember me. I’m your eldest sister Carolina.

Hansel: I told you I’m not Jeremy Riller. I’m Hansel Chesley Lee and in the name of my father anyone who laid hands on me shall be hanged.

Fran: Jerem…..I mean Hansel is my friend, who dares to touch him. Bring it on.

John: Oh, I see a girlie is helping this boy who had betrayed his own father.

Hansel: Fran…., do you know that it’s quite dangerous to fight with adults?? (whispered )

Fran: I know but I can try.

John wanted to kill his only son, but at that time a man stopped John from killing.

John: Step aside aside!, young man, I want to kill this boy.

The man: Nope, this boy is innocent, if you want to kill this boy try me. (drew his sword)

He and John fought and he threw two swords to both of us.

One of the men: Oh, a girlie wants to fight with me. (looking at me)

Fran: Who are you to call me a girlie??? (saying fiercely as I fought with him)

John almost kill the man but Jerem….I mean Hansel and I managed to block him with our swords. John was defeated and the man bring us upstairs to escaped from John. There is a cart there and we decided to jump. The man called us to grab a hold of him and whoop……we went down. The man drove the cart as fast as he could.   

     Chapter 13

Got kicked out

                   Back to my school, or should it be called a terrifying house. Ms.Miratone has just kick me out of the house that I have to find a place to stay. Becca and Xylia went out with me to find a place to stay. Xylia wanted to meet Jeremy but since the incident the boys do not know where he is. Xylia missed Jeremy very much while Becca and me have to close our ears because she kept on talking about Jeremy.

Xylia: Hey, guys! Is there any news about, Jeremy?? (feeling worried)

Shane: Nope, sorry Xylia.

Fran: Oh, how are we going to find him??? New York is such a big city. How are going to find him, Xylia??

Becca: Xylia! Don’t fret I’m sure he will be save.

Branson: So. (looking at us) What brings you here??

Fran: What do you mean, Branson?? What bring us here???(laughing) Of course, we come here to play.

Dustin: Yah, what else they’ll do?? (burst out laughing)

Becca: Nope, actually we come here to tell you something.

Branson: What is it, Becca??

Becca: Fran has got kicked out from the house and there is no other place for her to stay now and forever.

Fran: Becca, don’t tell. (whispered at her ear)

Xylia: Why can’t we tell them, Fran?? They are our friends. Now that you have a problem we are suppose to solve

             it.

Fran: Okay, just between all of you only. Do not tell anyone else. (stands up and take my wooden sword) Come on,

           Dustin, show me what you have got.

Dustin: Oh yah, let’s do it. I’ll not lose to you this time.  (taking his wooden sword) 

Fran: Okay, fine with me. Good luck, my friend.

Dustin: Good luck to you too.

          Along came Prince Hansel. Prince Hansel saw us playing with wooden and he remembered Jeremy has told him. Everyone of us saw him. He took a wooden sword and came to play with us.

Fran:  (drew my sword towards him) Who are you???

Hansel: I’m the Prince of Wales, Prince Hansel Chesley Lee, Son of King Henry VI, come on girlie, let’s see

               what you have got.

Fran: Hey….,who are you to call me girlie??

              We played for a long time. Xylia became very impatient. She started to stopped me and Hansel from playing.

Xylia: Jeremy, don’t you care for me??? I miss you so much, yet you never come and talk to me.

Hansel: I’m sorry to tell you that, Jeremy is in the castle right now.(looking at each one of us) I’m the Prince of

              Wales, Prince Hansel Chesley Lee, Son of King Henry VI.

Xylia: Jeremy, are you sick?? (almost fainted)

Hansel: I’m not Jeremy.

Fran: Jeremy, you are making Xylia sick. She missed you so much and was worried about you because your father

            is still hunting for you to kill you. She hasn’t eaten for days. 

Hansel: I’m not Jeremy. I’m Prince Hansel. Why did you not believe me???

Branson: Come on, Jeremy. Cut it out, we are not playing the game anymore.

Dustin: Yeah, Jeremy. You are breaking Xylia’s heart now.

Fran: Xylia! Please don’t cry. Becca, I think it is time for you and Xylia to go back to the house now before

           Ms.Miratone finds out that you both never do your duty.

Becca: But we don’t want to leave you alone. (tears began to flow from her eyes)

Fran: I know you both cared for me, but I don’t want you to get kicked out just like me.

     Oh boy…., don’t cry Fran! Don’t cry Fran! Be strong! Be strong! Come on, Fran, you are strong. Don’t cry. Oh-no I can’t take it anymore. I can’t take it anymore. My tears flowed down to my red – rosy-cheek and started hugging my two best friends tightly. I love my friends very much. I do, I really really do.

Xylia: I don’t care I want to be with you. And I want to make Jeremy up from his dream of being Prince Hansel.  

Hansel: I told you that I’m Prince Hansel.

Xylia: There he goes again.

Fran: Stop it, Jeremy. It’s not funny to hurt people’s feelings. (turned to Xylia) Please Xylia, don’t break my

            heart. I’m just like you. I have lost my parents and I do not have anything left that I can remember my

           parents except this silk because it is all taken away by that greedy Ms.Miratone . If your life is magical,

          maybe your father will come back to life. Please Xylia, you’ll regret if you are like me now. (turned to Becca)

          Becca, I hope that you both can take care of each other.

Becca: I sure will.

   We bid goodbye to each other and that was the last time I saw them.    

Chapter 12

Jeremy meets the Prince

           After Xylia, Becca and me went back to our house, Jeremy and the guys continue to play with their swords with each other. As they were playing happily, they saw a grand boat. Everyone started shouting, “Long live King Henry VI”

Jeremy: The king has come to visit our country with his……….

Branson: With the prince. (continue the sentence).

Jeremy: How I wish that I can be like the prince who has all he wanted. The beautiful clothes, the clean cushion and

               everything. (looking at the prince)

in the boat

Prince: Uncle Rupert, who are the boys???? (looking at Jeremy and his friends)

Lord Rupert: Don’t take any notice about them. They are bad creatures which always thinking of killing you.

King Henry VI: Hey…., don’t say such things, Rupert. You just saw them once and you started saying that they

                         want to kill my son.

Lord Rupert: Oh, I had seen them tons of times. You really don’t believe me don’t you. (looking at King Henry   

                         VI)

King Henry VI: Okay, whatever eventhough you have seen them tons of times you better don’t simply say bad

                               things about them. You as Lord must show good example to the people not bad example.

                              ( Looking at Rupert)

Lord Rupert: Yes your, Majesty.

                  The prince kept on looking at Jeremy and Jeremy too look at the prince. They both have the same thought. The prince wish to be free while Jeremy wanted to live in the palace. They smile at each other. That is how they say “ Hi.” Hahhahahahhaa……..that was what Shane told me. Oh, I haven’t introduce Jeremy. Jeremy is a very poor guy who has a cruel father named John Riller, a beautiful mother, two sisters and a grandmother. He usually spend time with his best friends, Xylia, Becca and me. Why I say that Jeremy’s father was a cruel man?? His best friends told me that his father had called him to the things that it is not right like stealing. Jeremy doesn’t like to steal. He never in his life steal anything. His father often pulls him and beat him.

John Riller: I want you to steal the money so that I can use it. Is that clear! (shaking him cunningly) If you don’t

                       do it I will kill you.

Jeremy: Yes, Papa ( felt afraid of his father)

           Shane continued the story.” They went to the place where people gathered around to watch the people who has committed a crime getting burned to death. His father saw a man plenty of money in a small little pocket bag and he whispered to Jeremy. “Go, get it.” But Jeremy doesn’t want to do it. The father was very angry. He took out his sword, snatch the money from the man and killed him. John Riller quickly passed it to an innocent man. Jeremy saw that his father had killed the man with his very own eyes. He wanted to tell everybody but he was afraid. He think and think and finally he decided to tell. As he wanted to tell, John chased him and wanted to kill him. Jeremy ran as fast as he could. He ran in the castle before the gate is closed. The castle is belongs to King Henry VI’s cousin. King Henry VI went to visit his precious cousin.

Fran: Hey….why you stop half-way, Shane??? Go on..(can’t wait what’s happening next)

Shane: I’m sorry. We just know until here.

Xylia: Where is Jeremy now??? I hope that he is alright. (began to worry)

Becca: It’s okay, Xylia. He will be alright. Don’t worry!

In the castle   

Prince: What’s your name?? (asking Jeremy)

Jeremy: I’m Jeremy, your highness. (bowed politely)

Prince: I’m Hansel. Nice to meet you, Jeremy. Where do you live??

Jeremy: I live in a small cottage at the nearby morning market.

Hansel: So, do you have a family??

Jeremy: Yes, I have a mother, two sisters, an aunt, my grandmother and…….. (stopped)

Hansel: No father??? (looking at Jeremy)

Jeremy: Yes, I don’t have a father.

Hansel: And I don’t have a mother. I have always wanted to dressed in rags and be free to explore my uncle’s

              country without bodyguards.

Jeremy: Cool. I had always wanted to be dressed in……..

Hansel: Like this??  (showing his outfit) Come on, let us not waste time and change each other’s outfits so that our

              dreams will come true.

           They both changed their outfits and looked in the mirror.

Hansel: Wow! We really look similar, especially our voice, our looks and even our attitude.

Jeremy: Yah, you are right, your highness. We really look alike.

Hansel: So, do you have any friends to play with??

Jeremy: Yes, Branson, Shane and Dustin are my best friends. I have some friends which are girls. They are Xylia,

                the girl whom I fell in love with, Fran, the tomboyish girl and Becca, the soft-hearted girl.

Hansel: What did you and your friends always play?? (asking Jeremy)

Jeremy: We usually play with the wooden swords because we don’t have any swords like yours.

Hansel: Please impersonate me so that I can go out and have some adventure around my uncle’s country.

Jeremy: But I’ll miss Xylia.

Hansel: I’ll help you to inform her, okay!

Jeremy: Oh, I forgot to tell you that Fran is a really good swordswoman. She has never lose any single match. She
               always win every match.

Hansel: Okay, maybe I can try to defeat her. Don’t worry. She will be defeated. (burst out laughing)

Jeremy:      (started laughing too)

Hansel: Okay, I better go before the gates are closed

           Prince Hansel waved goodbye to Jeremy and close the door. Jeremy had to impersonate the prince. Both Jeremy and Prince Hansel are happy to have their own dreams.

Chapter 11

Meeting the Guys

I woke up really early to sneak out of our freaky room and went to the morning market. ON the way, we saw the boys playing with their wooden swords. Hehehehehe……..it’s really nice playing with guys especially. Xylia flushed red as she had meet her Jeremy and they both are really shy to talk to each other and so do Becca and Branson. Hahahahahaha…….while Dustin, Shane and I started playing with the wooden swords. We pretended to be a knight.

Fran: Who are you???? (pointing the wooden swords at the two guys)

Shane: He’s the prince and I’m his bodyguard.

Fran: Oh, I see. A prince’s bodyguard??? Does a prince needs a bodyguard??? A prince doesn’t

       take care of himself??? Hahahahahaha……..what a coward. (acting)

Dustin: How dare you, ridicule me like that??? Who are you, a queen or a warrior?? (acting)

Fran: I’m Xenna the Warrior Princess. I’m coming to protect the world from war.

Dustin: Huh……see what you have got Xenna. Maybe you are not as good as us.

Fran: Oh yah, try me. (lifted out my sword)

Shane: Let’s fight. ( he and Dustin lifted their swords too) 

Dustin: Charge! (roared)

Xylia: Fran, no…..don’t fight you will get hurt……(worried)

Becca: Xylia is right Fran. Don’t fight with the guys! You can’t win them.

Fran: Let’s me try this one Xylia and Becca. Don’t worry I can do it. I need to show that we girls are

      stronger than the guys. Come on, girls support me.

Xylia&Becca: Okay!

Fran:  (turned to Dustin) Ready prince???

Dustin: Yes, I’m ready.

Fran: Let’s fight……

       Dustin and I fought for a very long time. Each of us had our own experience in playing this game. Okay, flashed back to when I was a 5 year old. My foster dad has been a great swordsman. He taught me a few tricks that can easily beat those who fight with me. Do you know why did my foster dad taught me this??? He taught me because it is to help me to protect myself from being raped or maybe even killed. My readers you do read newspapers right. So I would like to advice all girls not to go out alone at night it is really dangerous, if you want to go out. Go out with a group of friends that you can faithfully trust guys and girls the same. I tell you it will be safer. Okay! Okay! Back to the story.

Hehehehehe…..the guys really look down at a girl like me. They thought that I can’t beat them. Alright, I will show them what I’ve learn from my foster dad.

      As we fought, Dustin was tired because I’m such a good defender that can defend a lot of his  so called superb technique.

Dustin: Okay! I give up! You are too good in defending. Sorry for looking down on you, Fran.

Fran: Oh, it’s okay, Dustin. We are friends right. Friends always forgive each other without friends

           is even worst. So, be thankful to have friend  like me. (I reacted kiddingly and all burst into laughter)

Shane: Wow, where did you learn to defense, Fran???

Dustin: Yah, you seem to be good at it.

Fran: I learned it from my foster dad when I was 5 years old.

Jeremy: Wow, that’s great. Can you teach us???

Fran:     (turned to Xylia) What is the time now, Xylia??

Xylia: It’s 8.30a.m. Why??

Becca: Oh-no, the girls are already awake at this time. We better rush off if not Ms.Miratone will scold us again.

Fran: Maybe I’ll teach you guys some other time.

Xylia: But I do not want to go back to that freaky house.

Becca: Me either.

Fran: Ehem……I know why. It is because of Jeremy and Branson right.(Becca and Xylia blushed).

Becca&Xylia: Hey, Fran. What makes you think about that??? (bitting me playfully)

Jeremy&Branson: Yah, what makes you think of that??

Fran: Because I know. You are all a great couple you know. Next time, you both couples can have double date.

            (kidding)

Dustin: Hahahahahahha……yah, Fran is right you both couples really a prefect match.

Jeremy: What about you, Fran??? With Dustin or Shane???

Fran: Ermm……not any of them. Sorry to say that because I’m really a choosy girl. Hahahahaha……

            anyway I’m still young and there is so many other guys better than Shane and Dustin. (kidding)

Dustin: Hey. That means you are saying we both are really bad guys.

Shane: Yah, how dare you??

Fran: Hahahaha….sorry guys you both always bullying me everytime.

Shane: Hey, since when we bully you.

Fran: Don’t have any idea when! Oh come on, guys. I’m just kidding, okay. You both have your own specialties

            so that makes every guys are special. Girls are special too in many different ways.         

Jeremy: Yah, everyone is special.

Shane: Yah, but how can you treat us like that, Fran. We are friends.

Fran: I said I was sorry. I’m just joking.

Dustin: Shane! Is alright she is just joking. Let’s just forget about it.

Shane: Alright! Alright! I forgive you but don’t make jokes that will break people’s heart. Promise??

Fran: Promise. What are friends for?? The more we get together the happier will be. (started singing)

The More We Get Together

The more we get together,

Together ,together,

The more we get together,

The happier will be,

With your friends are my friends,

And my friends are your friends,

The more we get together the happier will be.

         They just sang along with me and we are really happy to have each other as a friend which is so great. I love to make friends. Who doesn’t like to make friends???  I’m sure that you all do but sometimes people may be shy but it is alright you can make friends with smiles or anything but please don’t ever give them a flying kicked or something. Hahahahhahaa…just kidding…….who will make friends like that?? That is ridiculous.

         Xylia, Becca and me bid the guys goodbye and went back to our house. Whatever, I’m not going to care much about that crazy middle aged woman, Ms.Miratone.  

Chapter 10         

We Can’t Sleep

           That night we can’t sleep because we are too excited to meet the guys. Xylia…..huh…..that girl still dreaming about Jeremy. Once her mouth open to talk the word Jeremy will always come out at the conversation. Hehhehehee…. She is really in love with him and Becca I think that she has a soft spot on Branson….she is like Xylia dreaming of that handsome guys that they meet just once. You might be wondering why I didn’t have a soft spot on any guys yet. Sorry to say this but it is true. The guys I met are not my type of guy even though we really have in common…..erm.. I mean like liking the same things such as being a warior or something but I’m still going on with my dreams and not giving up. Do you know what I mean?? As I have told that I dream to be a star because I really like to sing. Just that ……uh….nevermind. As long as you reader understand about it. Okay, what am I doing?? Talking rubbish again??? making the readers get boring??? Come on, Fran…..stop talking and continue the story.

Xylia: Oh….I really miss, Jeremy.

Becca: And I really miss Branson.

Fran: Oh come on, Xylia and Becca we will be meeting them tomorrow. (getting irritated of their missing missing

            thing) 

Xylia: Oh, Fran you are just jealous because none of them are suitable for you. (laughing)

Becca: Yah, the boys are really great. Wonder why you don’t like their type. (laughing)

Fran: I’m not jealous. I’m just tired of both of you talking about the guy that you had a crush on.

Xylia: Okay! Let’s talk about something else. Let’s see…erm….What you want to be when you grow up??

Becca: I would want to be a doctor.

Xylia: I would want to be a great story teller. (turned to me) What about you, Fran???
Fran: Me…..erm…..please don’t laugh, okay. Promise??

Xylia&Becca: Promise

Fran: A singer and actress.

Xylia&Becca:    (burst out laughing)

Fran: Hey…..you promise that you will not laugh.

Xylia: Sorry, Fran. We didn’t mean to.

Fran: It’s okay.

Becca: Hey, Fran. You say you really like to sing right. So sing to us.

Fran: Alright1 Alright!  This song I wrote it by myself. Hope you both like it. (started singing) 

My Dreams

I would want writing my own melody,

My song following the rhythm of guitar,

Listen to the music, my dreams will come true,

I hope you will support me, support me.

(Chorus)

Deeper higher, wider than the road,

This is how my dreams goes,

If you really want to know,

Up until now, until the end,

Fun and compassion laughing everytime,

We all only have one,

Dream….

Listen to the music, my dreams will come true,

I hope you will support me, support me.

(Chorus)

Dream…..dreams….

Fun and compassion laughing everytime,

We all only have one,

(Chorus)

Dream……dreams…..

My dreams will come true…

My….dreams…………

Xylia: Hey…. I didn’t know you wrote songs. (was surprise)

Becca: Me..either.. I will always support you, Fran. Don’t worry. Anyway is your dream.

Fran: Thanks, Xylia and Becca for your moral support. Hehehhehe…I appreciate it.

Becca: Oh, not a problem..

Fran: Thanks a lot. (hugging my two best friends and kept on thanking them)

Becca&Xylia: Oh would you just stop….saying thank you.

Fran: Alright! Alright!

Xylia: Oh….how I really can’t sleep.

Fran: Me too.

Becca: Me three.

Xylia: So, what are we going to do now??

Becca: Hey….I’ve got an idea…why not we take one paper and one pencil to write what kind of guy we like??

Xylia: That’s a great idea.

Fran: Do we have to write?? Because I’m quite lazy to right now. (making a tired face)

Xylia: Oh come on, Fran. We want to know what kind of guy you like.

Fran: Okay! Okay! Fine!

              Becca distribute the paper to each one of us and began to write. What kind of guy I like?? Erm…. I’m really serious in this kind of things because I really afraid of choosing a wrong guy. How??? Please somebody help me.

Xylia: I’m done.

Becca: Me too. What about you, Fran??

Fran: Erm…. I really don’t know. (felt ashamed)

Becca: What do you mean you don’t know?? You don’t know what a kind of guy you like??

Fran: Okay, okay. I’ll read mine. I like a kind of guy that is cute, funny, good in heart, adventuress, loves me a lot

           and can brighten my life.

Becca: Well….almost the same as ours but mine is handsome, cool, loves me, and have to be good in music guys..

Xylia: While me I love cute, funny and good at heart guy.

Fran: Okay! I think I’m really very sleepy now. I need to rest. You both can chat in this room while      go  to  another room to sleep. (yawning) Goodnight everybody.

Xylia&Becca: Okay! Goodnight.

           I went to bed . Becca and Xylia are still chatting about their favorite guys while me waiting for Mr. Nice guy. Oh…forget about it I’m still a young girl. I still got a lot of chances to choose the right guy. 

Story 8

A trip to a Morning Market and Met New Friends

 Fran: Rise and Shine.(pulling the curtains to the other side and tie it) Wake up Becca! Wake up Xylia!

Becca&Xylia: eerrh…. (making noise)

Fran: Wakie up! We need to go to the market. And it’s getting late now the girls will be up by one hour. (shaking them)

Becca&Xylia: Alright! Alright!

                        They both woke up and clean themselves up. Without wasting our time, we went down to the  nearest street market to buy some food. Do you know how the market sounds like??? Hahahaha….I think you know. It is really a noisy place where people buy food and sellers will shout “fish, fresh fish just 3 dollars for one, come buy! buy! buy!.” Haahahaha….well Xylia is not so used in this situation now because here is a very smelly morning market.

Fran: Becca! Xylia! Look over there is a clown. Oh, isn’t it funny. (laughing)

Xylia: It’s so cute. He can do so many magic tricks and making sad and happy faces.

Becca: I guess we need to go to the stall to buy some fish now.

Xylia: Eww….. that fishy place. Do I need to go???(pressing her nose)

Fran: Oh, come on Xylia. It is not that smelly. You will soon be used to it because we are supposed to come everyday and buy something for the girls to eat. (smiling at Xylia)

Becca: Oh, come on. Let’s go before it’s too late.

We went to the fish stall to buy some fish.

Fishmonger: Hi, girls. What kind of fish you want??

Fran: Erm…….I would want a clown fish …Mr. Young….(kidding)

Fishmonger: Oh, you want some clown fish. Let me see….(pretend to find the clown fish) Opps…sorry there is no more clown fish.

Fran: There is no clown fish but Ms.Miratone wants clown fish for her lunch today. If I never get clown fish for her I’ll be dead meat.(joking again)

Becca: Oh, come on Fran, cut it out. Better buy the fish now and we must be heading home.  

Xylia: Yah, Fran. Hurry up!

Fran: Alright! Alright! (turned to the fishmonger) Mr.Young, I will just buy the cheapest fish for them.

Fishmonger: Okay, here you are. (wraps up the fish and gave it to me) It will be 4 penny, please.

Fran: Here you go ( giving the pennies)

Fishmonger: Thanks, do come again. Have a nice day, girls.

Girls: Have a nice day to you too, Mr.Young. (waving goodbye)

Xylia, Becca and me head back to the girls boarding school. On the way, we met a few boys playing with wooden swords and pretending to be someone else. One of them was pretending to be a prince while the other was pretending to be a bad person. Suddenly, one boy accidentally fall on top of me. He quickly stood up and said he was sorry.

The boy: Forgive me, miss. ( apologizing to me)

Fran: It’s alright, sir. I’m fine. Becca! Xylia! Please help me up. (They rushed towards me and help me up.) Sorry, it my fault for not looking at the way. I’m busy looking at you guys playing wooden swords.

The boy: It is actually not your fault, miss. It is I who accidentally fall on you.

Fran: So. What is your name??

The boy: My name is Jeremy Riller and these are my best friends Branson, Dustin and Shane.

Xylia: Hi, Jeremy. My name is Xylia.

Jeremy: Hi, Xylia. Nice to meet you. (winking at her)

Fran: And I’m Fran. She is Becca. (pointing to Becca)

Jeremy: Nice to meet you both too. ( still looking at Xylia)

Becca: I think we better go now before the freaky lady will be flattering at us again.(laughing)

Fran: Yah, she is my worst nightmare. If we never get back fast she will maybe even give us one punch and saying “Why are you so late??? Didn’t I tell you to come back early. The girls are starving now and they are grumbling for food……bla…..bla…..bla. And all we can answer is “Sorry Ms. Miratone. We do that again.” (clowning around )

Xylia: Hahahha….(laughing) You are so cute, Fran. You really acted like Ms.Miratone’s voice and saying the same words that she was saying.

Becca: Hahahha…. Fran is really good in imitating people’s sound especially Ms.Miratone. That’s why I like her. She likes to make a lot of jokes that makes me laugh. ( laughing hard)

Fran: Okay, we better go now before the grumbling lady wants to grumble at us. So, maybe we can meet you guys tomorrow. Let’s go Becca and Xylia.

Xylia was still looking at Jeremy and Jeremy is still looking at Xylia. I think they have a soft spot on each other. Love in the first sight? It’s really like the Cinderella Story (like what Helen said?) which the prince fell totally in love with Cinderella in just a glimpse of an eye. I felt that they will make a very cute couple. OH-NO, IT”S GETTING LATE. I better  wake Xylia up before goes on dreaming again, erm…maybe about Jer emy heheheh. There she goes again….erm it is the 3^rd time I caught her dreaming.

Fran: Xylia……Xylia….. (shaking her softly)

Xylia: Huh??? (just waking from her dream)

Becca: We better get going.(looking worried)

As we wanted to go, Jeremy stopped us.

Jeremy: Wait! If you three have free time, come and play with us with wooden swords.

Fran: Sound like a great idea. I love to play wooden swords. (I was the tomboyish among Becca and Xylia)

Xylia: But girls do not play with wooden swords. ( she was the most ladylike among Becca and me)

Fran: I love to play wooden swords and pretending that I’m “Xenna The Warior Princess” (laughing loudly) This time we really need to go now, bye guys.

We bid goodbye and Jeremy managed to say goodbye to lovely Xylia. Becca and I just kept quiet and told Xylia we had something to tell her in the house.

Chapter 7

A Birthday Surprise and a Bad News

             A few days had past very quickly; the little girls were planning to throw a BIG surprise birthday party for Xylia. Becca and I wanted to make something special for her on her birthday. That afternoon, when Ms.Miratone was not in, Becca, the girls and I chatted excitedly about the secret birthday plan that we are going to make for Xylia. This was what we discussed about:-

Micol: So, who is going to buy the balloons??( looking at one another)

Allyson: I’ll buy. ( raising up her hand)

Micol: Who will be decorating this house??

Fran: Becca and I will. But please somebody must take Xylia out, so that she won’t be able to find out about her birthday party, it’s going to be a secret remember?

Heidi: Oh, this will not be a problem, Sis Fran. I can take Sis Xylia out of the house and bring her somewhere else. (volunteered to bring Xylia)

Micol: Okay, everything is clear now. Let’s get ready before Ms.Miratone comes back and take us out for a walk.

Girls: Okay.

Micol turned to Becca and me) you both better make the house beautiful with the decorations. (smiling cheerfully)

Fran: Oh, Micol don’t worry about that… Becca and I can do it perfectly. We promise. Leave it to us.

Micol: Oh, we need to run before Ms.Miratone comes back to take the girls and me out. Bye Becca! Bye Fran!

Fran&Becca: Bye Micol. Hope you will have a great time.

                The girls dressed up and haven’t stopped talking about the birthday party that they planned. Jocelin heard every single word they said. She was really jealous because the girls had never thrown a birthday party for her.

Jocelin Why do they treat her so well than me?)

 Becca and I went back to our room to find some beautiful cloth to make something special for Xylia.

Becca: Well this new pillow has been here with me for many months but I had never use it before.( starring at my big brown eyes) Should I give her with the pillow case that I will be sewing later??

Fran: Becca, that’s a great idea. You will make her a pillow case and I will make her a pencil box.

(An hour later)

Fran shouted) Yay! I finally finished this pencil box, hope that Xylia will like it Becca, will she?

Becca looking surprise) Wow, Fran it is really nice. It has Xylia’s name on it. You are so creative, I’m sure Xylia would be able to appreciate it because she is from India, remember? It’ll remind her of India because people there love to do handcraft.

Fran looking at Becca pillow case) have you finished making the pillow case??

Becca still sewing) a little bit more to go. Just a few more stitches than it will be done. See is done now. Isn’t it lovely? (beaming at her hard work)

Fran: Hey, it is the story that Xylia told the girls. The high mountain, the deep blue sea and whatever more. It’s India. (looking at Becca) You are a genius Becca.

Becca blushing) I hope that she would like it very much.

Fran: Come on, Becca. Let’s go downstairs and decorate the house. I need to practice my singing before Ms.Miratone and girls come back.

Becca: Let’s go.

                We grabbed everything that we can find and think of, to decorate the house. Becca and I decorate for two hours and we are happy that it is really beautiful. Then there, I started playing the piano and started practicing the birthday song in which I want sing for Xylia. I played a totally different tune from the original birthday song tune. Becca sat beside me and listened happily. A few minutes later, the girls came back and Xylia was blind folded when she came into the house.

Once they took out the cloth from Xylia’s eyes, we all shouted “HAPPY BIRTHDAY< XYLIA” 

Xylia was really surprised that everyone remembered her birthday.

Xylia: Thanks, guys. I really appreciate it a lot... (giving every one a hug except for Jocelin who didn’t want to receive a hug from her.)

Fran started singing while playing the piano) Happy Birthday to you,

                                                                                    Happy Birthday to you,

                                                                                     Happy Birthday dear Xylia,

                                                                                     Happy Birthday to you.     

                                                                                     I’m happy to have a friend like you,

                                                                                     I’m happy to have a friend like you,

                                                                                     Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday,

                                                                                     Happy Birthday dear Xylia.

Xylia: Thank for your wonderful singing Fran. I love it .

Fran: You are welcome, your highness (bowing low)

Xylia laughing) Hahahhahaa, Fran. You are so cute. (the girls started laughing too)

Fran: Thanks for saying me cute. Everyone of us are cute.

          Becca, Xylia, the girls and I were playing around the area and not for long a man came. The man told Ms.Miratone that Xylia’s father had passed away during the recent war. After she hear the bad news, Ms.Miratone, stopped the party. She told all of us to go upstairs and have asked Xylia to stay back.

Ms.Miratone shouting at her sister) Aria! Please take a black dress for Xylia.

Aria: What a black dress? What for??

Ms.Miratone: Don’t ask so much. Just do what I tell you to. (flashing an angry look at her sister)

Aria: Okay1 As you wish, Patricia.

Ms.Miratone turned to Xylia) I’m sorry to tell you that your father had passed away in the war.

Xylia: What??? No……no….no…..it can’t be. (tears filled her eyes)

Ms.Miratone: And for now since both of your parents had passed away, you are going to be a little servant girl that obey my commands and all your belongings will belong to me from now on, even your locket. (pulls Xylia’s locket away from her neck)

Now, follow me to your new room upstairs and you will meet two little servant girls living there too.

Xylia keep quiet along the way)

Ms.Miratone: You have to wake up early to make our breakfast. (said rudely)

                         Ms.Miratone went off and leaves Xylia in the scary room. Xylia drew a big circle on the floor and lied down in the big circle, crying bitterly. Becca and I went her room to give her presents we made especially for her. I saw her crying bitterly and I felt very sorry for her.

Fran: Xylia, please don’t cry. Here are two gifts from Becca and me for your birthday.

Xylia wiping her tears) Thanks Fran and Becca

Becca: You are most welcome. We hope you like these gifts.

Xylia: Of course I like your gifts.

Fran: I’m sorry to hear about your dad’s death, you must be very sad about it.

Becca: Me too.

Xylia kept quiet while tears flowed down her cheeks)

Fran: You know what, Xylia. My foster parents had passed away too. So we are in the same boat and I know how you feel during this period of time. Becca don’t have parents too.

Xylia: You have foster parents??? Why where are your real parents??
Fran: My real parents had sold me to my foster parents. And I don’t really know who my real parents are or how many brothers or sisters I have.

Xylia: That means your life is worst than me?

Becca: Yes, Xylia. Not worst than you but around the same fate as you.

Fran: So, cheer up Xylia, everything is going to be fine. It might be a bit hard to do this kind of duty but soon you will be used to it. (smiling at Xylia)

Xylia: Okay! I’ll try my best to get use in this freaky room that I have now. (laughing)

Fran&Becca started laughing too)

Fran: Okay, we better get to bed now. For tomorrow we will be another busy day for us. Need to get up early and go buy some stuff from the morning market.

Becca yawning) Yah, I’m really tired today with all the work I had done.

Xylia: You both better get into your rooms and sleep.

Fran an idea pops-up from my head) Why not we three sleep together so that we can wake each other up the next morning?

Becca: Hey, that’s a great idea. (jumping on the shrieking bed) Why not we have a bedtime story or bedtime singing?

Xylia: Why not bedtime singing??

Fran: What song are we going to sing??

Becca: Why not our favorite song, Fran??

Fran: We have a lot of favorite songs, Becca. Which song do you want?? (looking at Xylia) Well, we have a guest here so we should let her pick a song that she like the most.

Xylia: How about “My Favorite Things” from the Sound of Music?

Fran: You love the songs from “The Sound of Music”?? That’s great they are my entire favorite too.

 Becca: Fran, please sing it to us.

Fran: Okay. (started singing)  Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens,

                                                       Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens,

                                                       Brown paper packages tied up with strings,

                                                       These are the few of my favorite things.

                                                       Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels,

                                                       Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles,

                                                        Wild geese that fly with the moon of their wings,

                                                       These are a few of my favorite things.

       (Becca & Xylia joins in)   When the dog bites,

                                                       When the bee stings,

                                                       When I’m feeling sad,

                                                       I simply remember my favorite things and then I don’t feel so bad.

Fran, Becca and Xylia laughs)

Xylia: What a great song. This song is really my favorite.

Fran: This song is actually a very meaningful song. It says that even when we are sad we just remember our favorite things and so that we won’t feel so bad.

Becca: Since, we are in this condition now. We ought to be happy that at least we have a place where there is shelter to get out of the rain.

Xylia: Yah, we are ought to be thankful to God who has granted us this kind of room eventhough it is a dusty, dirty and freaky room.

Fran: Okay, my friend time for bed. Tomorrow will be another busy day, so, we need some rest.

Becca: Okay, good night everyone.

Fran&Xylia: Good night, Becca.

We had ended the conversation and peacefully sleeping. I couldn’t sleep that night because I was wondering how to my parents look like. I really wanted to meet them and I wish that I know the address. My foster parents once told me that my Korean parents are living in Korea but they never said which part of Korea. North or south or east or west, how I wish I could meet them soon but I’m still angry with my parents. I wonder why they sold me away to my foster parents. I just really don’t know what my life is going to be when I grow up to be an adult. I hope that someday my dreams to be a star will come true. Okay, I have to stop talking nonsensical stuff and get some sleep. Tomorrow will be a very…… very…. busy day. Goodnight everyone, sweet dreams.

                                                                                                        To be continued........

Chapter 6

Story Time

            Here comes story time for all the girls. Jocelin started reading the boring classic book entitled Jane Eyre. The girls felt sleepy and yawned throughout the story. Xylia was busy looking at each of her classmates, all of them, could hardly open their eyes and listen.

Ms.Miratone: Jocelin, please pass the book to Xylia so that she can read the next paragraph. ( telling Jocelin while playing her beautiful precious harp)

Because Xylia knows that everybody felt extremely boring reading the old classic, Xylia decided to make up her own story to entertain her new schoolmates. This was how Xylia continued the story:-

Xylia: Jane found something………….( sees everyone falling asleep) Jane Eyre met a guy name Michael Ryan and at the first sight they fell in love with each other. Her dad found out and forbid his daughter to meet Michael anymore. Jane cried every single day and refused to eat everytime. One night, Michael took Jane out of the house by using a long rope and runaway to India. Sadly her father had discovered the disappearance of his beloved daughter and tried to do something to get Jane back. Jane’s father was a great magician and he used……..(Ms.Miratone cut her off)

Ms.Miratone: What are you doing!? That story doesn’t go like that!

Xylia: I’m sorry Ms.Miratone. I change the story because I saw them falling asleep.  Only this kind of story will make them stay awake and enjoy story time.

Ms.Miratone: Now everyone, go back into your rooms, wash up and sleep early. Tomorrow will be another hard day. I’ll be bringing you girls out to buy whatever things you would like to buy. Now go to your rooms and off to bed! (telling the girls)

The girls ran upstairs.

Micol: Xylia, can you please tell us more of your stories?

Girls: Yes, we want to hear your stories. It is so interesting; we want to know what is going on next.

Xylia: Sure, you can come into my room at mid-night, if you want to listen but remember not to wake anyone else, especially Ms. Miratone. (talking excitedly)

All the girls (one by one) went into Xylia’s room to listen to her adventures stories of Princess Sharvani and her beloved Bala. Becky and I were outside her room listening to every single word that she told.