This is my first fanfiction.I hope you like it. Please comment down below about what you like, what you don’t like, and what you want to see next.Short chapter.
Introduction:
A penpal relationship is often used to practice reading and writing in a foreign language, to improve literacy, to learn more about other countries and life-styles, and to make friendships. As with any friendships in life, some people remain penpals for only a short time, while others continue to exchange letters and presents life-long. Some penpals eventually arrange to meet face to face. Some pen pals even get married.
Preface:
How can I be in love with someone I don't even know.
CHAPTER 1:
Alice POV
I woke up this morning, tired like always, but I felt like something good was going to happen today. Like today was going to lead to better days. I put my favorite blue sweater on, got into my old black jeep and drove off o school.
Charlie's POV
(English accent) I woke up this morning, knowing that I broke another girls heart. It kills me. She just wasn’t the one. She was just another pretty girl. I need someone who cares for me.Someone who likes me for who I am. But today felt like something good was going to happen. Like today was going to lead to better days. I put my favorite blue shirt on, got into my new black Mercedes Benz, and drove off to school.
Introduction:
A penpal relationship is often used to practice reading and writing in a foreign language, to improve literacy, to learn more about other countries and life-styles, and to make friendships. As with any friendships in life, some people remain penpals for only a short time, while others continue to exchange letters and presents life-long. Some penpals eventually arrange to meet face to face. Some pen pals even get married.
Preface:
How can I be in love with someone I don't even know.
CHAPTER 1:
Alice POV
I woke up this morning, tired like always, but I felt like something good was going to happen today. Like today was going to lead to better days. I put my favorite blue sweater on, got into my old black jeep and drove off o school.
Charlie's POV
(English accent) I woke up this morning, knowing that I broke another girls heart. It kills me. She just wasn’t the one. She was just another pretty girl. I need someone who cares for me.Someone who likes me for who I am. But today felt like something good was going to happen. Like today was going to lead to better days. I put my favorite blue shirt on, got into my new black Mercedes Benz, and drove off to school.
Elena took a deep breath and started running down the hill. However, the grass on the hill started growing really fast and pushed Elena back. Elena angry pushed the grass away and came halfway the hill.
Then the earth started shaking and Elena rolled down.
The road that led to the open field cracked open and Elena’s feet got stuck in one of the cracks.
“Ha, damn it!” she cursed and she pulled her leg, but she couldn’t move it. The crack grew bigger and soon she fell in a whole. A deep one.
She looked up and saw how the crack slowly closed again.
“Elena”
Elena grabbed the wall which was raw and cut her hands open, but she didn’t care. With a fierce determination she climbed up and out of the crack. She crawled away from the crack, dodged the other cracks and reached the open field.
Then the earth started shaking and Elena rolled down.
The road that led to the open field cracked open and Elena’s feet got stuck in one of the cracks.
“Ha, damn it!” she cursed and she pulled her leg, but she couldn’t move it. The crack grew bigger and soon she fell in a whole. A deep one.
She looked up and saw how the crack slowly closed again.
“Elena”
Elena grabbed the wall which was raw and cut her hands open, but she didn’t care. With a fierce determination she climbed up and out of the crack. She crawled away from the crack, dodged the other cracks and reached the open field.
Damon tried to open his eyes, but the vervain burned too painful. Now he had lost his sight he had to count on his hearing. And Bonnie gladly took advantage of that. She slowly step around Damon, waiting a few seconds after each step.
“What are you doing?” Damon asked anxious.
But Bonnie didn’t answer.
She held a horn in her hands and held it right next to Damon’s ear.
“What are you doing?” Damon repeated. He tried to feel where Bonnie was with his free hand.
Bonnie grabbed his hand and turned it on his back, until she felt it break. While Damon cried she pressed the horn, which drowned his voice.
“What are you doing?” Damon asked anxious.
But Bonnie didn’t answer.
She held a horn in her hands and held it right next to Damon’s ear.
“What are you doing?” Damon repeated. He tried to feel where Bonnie was with his free hand.
Bonnie grabbed his hand and turned it on his back, until she felt it break. While Damon cried she pressed the horn, which drowned his voice.