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Finn’s eyes lit up with curiosity, but he said nothing.
Finn’s eyes lit up with curiosity, but he said nothing.
The man smiled. "Of course you can young one but be warned, the travel will take some time."
Mallory's eyes widened. Oh how she longed to escape this depressing place.
Melanie was skeptical. "I'm…sorry? What about those who had a hard life? I, for one, should know what it's like to do things for myself. Are you just, what, recruiting people to go somewhere that we don't even know exists?" Melanie's hands clenched into fists, but she restrained herself from saying any more.
"I'm up for the challenge, sir!"
“If Trouble’s goin’ Im coming with him!” Finn announced boldly, as if challenging the man to deny him.
Mallory walked up to the man. "If it gets me out of here, I'm in"
Finn looked over st Melanie, realizing she had a point, but at the same time, he couldn’t let Trouble go out into the wilderness without him.
"When do we leave?" Mallory asked. She had to sneak in her room for clothes and supplies and sneak out.
"How about we leave tomorrow afternoon?" the man smiled at the group he had made.
"Sounds great!" Tristan pumped his fists in the air, "What is your name, sir?"
"The names Charles, Charles Hanson." the man beamed
(He wouldn’t have anything to do with Charles Manson, right????)
Finn wasn’t sure how to react, so he remained silent for the time being.
"Cool! I'm Tristan, Tristan Maker! or Trouble whichever you prefer! What will we need to bring with us on the trip? I'm not very good a packing…"
(No nothing to do with Charles Manson. I chose Charles for some reason and Hanson was because of something funny I saw)
"Clothes, food, water. Essentials! I have some on me as well."
"Okay! I will go pack right now!" Tristan grinned and ran off.
Better to get it done now before my parents find out Mallory ran off
Tristan quickly packed his stuff, a couple of pairs of clothes, a light blanket, some berries and the loaf of bread, and other stuff. When he was done he sat down and ate the apple pie and pot roast, "Good meal before we leave!" He grinned.
Mallory snuck in through her window to find her parents sitting on her bed. Mallory sighed. "Where have you been?" her father asked.
"Since when do you care," Mallory said looking at her hands.
"Are you still mad at us? It's been 10 years! Mallory's mother snapped. Mallory scoffed. "You do so well staying out of my life, why do you all of a sudden want to talk?"
"Cause you're important to the business." her father stated getting up from the bed. "Start acting like it."
Mallory felt tears roll down her face, she angrily packed her things and left. Let us see who runs my life now
Tristan ran back with his bag and found Charles, "Hi Mr. Charles!"
“Oh! Hello. That was fast.” He smiled
"I don't have a ton so it was easy!" He was much too excited.
Finn packed up his guitar, and filled a bag with some of the pieces of scrap metal, screws, and wire he’d been fidgeting with. Finally he placed four coins in his back pocket. It was all he owned to his name. He quietly made his way back to Tristan, ignoring the odd looks the townsfolk were giving him.
Mallory quickly wiped away her tears before joining with the group.
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