Book #1: Black Snow [ON HOLD]

Chapter 6: Taylor

A/N: White: Um, hey guys! This is sorta my first time doing the authors note part alone so this might be sorta messed up...

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The Black Roses

Chapter 6

 

 

            From the time my alarm clock buzzed this morning all the way until my school day finished at 3:45, I was super excited for the big party at the park. When I first felt happy about it, I was a bit confused, since the party was happening because my mom died. But then I realized it was because I was glad I could help others before they felt my pain. I kept repeating it to myself all day long to keep my spirits up.

            When the school bell finally rang, I grabbed my stuff, shoved it into my backpack, and took off like a rocket. I caught the first bus to my house and exchanged my backpack for party supplies when I got there. I had six and a half huge bags full of snacks, drinks, and decorations. (Three bags for snacks, three bags for drinks, and the half bag for decorations) I had already reserved some park tables and benches. The staff there let me use the space for free after they had heard what I needed it for. Thank heavens some people are nice here.

            Anyways, when I finally got to the park with my heavy bags, it was four o'clock. I spent the next fifty minutes setting up. By the time I was done and everything was perfectly set up, it was four fifty-seven. Talk about last-minute preparations. Zachary had appeared at some point and he announced that he was going to help out by selling the tickets which were for seventy-five cents each. When I had checked to see how he was doing, I found the stand empty. I guess he must have wandered off to find some food or something.

            Suddenly, these things happened all at once in this order: an adorable little puppy appeared at my feet panting and lolling it's tongue out, Deamon called out to me while apparently chasing the dog, Zachary reappeared at the stand with a whole bunch of party guests, and Keith strolled casually over to us from behind the exhausted looking Deamon.

            “Taylor! Am I late? Sorry!" Deamon huffed. I laughed and replied, "No, silly. It's only 4:59 and like, fifty-nine seconds!" She chuckled.

            "Aww, who's this little cutie?" I cooed as I reached down to pet the excited little puppy. "My best friend had a dog just like him! Blue, was it....?"