Chapter 2:Steve

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Hey guys please tell me if my story stinks!!! lol Comment and vote i also like to know who read my story.

I know my first chapter was kinda crappy and bad but i think the story is going to be alot better

If your confused about the whole Steve, Cora thing, it's their pov. Cora the rich white girl from the U.S. and Steve the poor black boy from Haiti.

Steve

"Mama" I yell running through the city. Or what used to be the city. Everything was all broken and shattered on the ground or falling apart and still standing. My home has been ruined by the earthquake. My little brothers and sisters are thankfully mostly back at the tent we set up. Everyone was there except for Mama and my little sister Cassandra."Mama, Mama, MAMA" I call out for her one last time. After a whole day's searching, My voice was too tired to yell. I will keep looking though. I will never give up. If I don't find her, someone else will.

That's when I saw an arm underneath the rubble. I ran over to the body. I didn't know if it was Mama,but it was worth a try. Besides anyone who i could help was worth a try.

Mama was buried deep and it would be a while before she came out. I really hope it's Mama. She means the world to me. She has been a friend. She has taught me all she knows. She has cared for my brother's and sisters, and ,i more than she cared for herself. If I didn't find her, I don't know what I'd do.

I started to dig, carefully removing debris of Mama's body. After what had felt like a decade,of lifting moving and dropping, I reached the final three layers of rubbish. Something wasn't right. I tried to stop myself from going further because I knew in the end I was only going to get hurt, but i couldn't. I had to know if it was Mama. I knew that's what she would want me to do.

"Stevenson" I hear a soft sweet voice whisper

"Mama?"

"Stevenson"

"Mama!"

I then hear a depressed sigh."... No, Steve you know Mama's not... with us... anymore"

I open my eyes and see that my sister Cassandra,who was nearly lost forever in the earthquake, was calling me. She is beautiful, she looks just like Mama did, and she sounds just asgraceful as Mama. But she's not Mama. I will never hear Mama again. Nor will I ever see Mama again.

" What Is it Cassandra?"

"I want you to meet someone"

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Hey thanks for reading this it's gonna get more interesting when cora and Steve meet for right now imagine what Steve and Cora look like.

In my mind steve looks like....

He has a ripped bod, mocha colored skin, that is baby soft and a georgeus face that you would either want to steal or hold, dark sexy eyes

Cora looks like....

Brown wavy hair with blond highlights, skinny but not too bony, muscular but not too ripped, tannish, and a flawless nose, and dreamy brown eyes that have a blue linning around the iris and the pupil.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 21, 2010 ⏰

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