Ch.3

When Victoria awoke, Stephen was gone and in his place was a single liliy. She delicatly picked it up and smelled the sweet aroma. It smelled like him. She could still feel his strong chest under her hands, hear his slow soothing breath. She knew that he had a guardian meeting the rest of the day and must of left early so that he wasn't caught by the maids. After stretching and getting dressed she decided to have a day out in the town.
She went to the back of her closet and pulled out her commoner clothes. She put on a pair of brown shorts, a white shirt, suspenders, and some knee high socks. She placed a brown hat on her head and stuffed her hair inside. She threw a few things she might need into her messenger bag, threw it over her sholder, and was ready to leave. Dodging the maids and servents, she made her way to the back of the kitchen, pushed her way threw the door, and walked into freedom.
As always, town was as busy as ever. All of Victoria's sences were working. She smelled fresh baked bread and sweets as she passed the bakery, heard the sounds of hammering and sparks flying as the blacksmith shop went by, tasted one of the freshly picked fruits as she bit into it, touched spring water as it flowed threw her fingers. Everything about the town was wonderful. More magnificent that any mansion on the hill. It had it's own unique beauty the loved to pull her in and manipulate her into staying, much like a bar to a drunk.
She climbed her way up to her favorite hill, where she could see all of the town undisterbed. Her hill was very simple; only one very tall oak that took up most of the top. Provided plenty of shade and a nice place to waist you day. She sat down at it's roots and let down her hair. Just then, she heard a scream from above. She looked upward and saw a large branch falling for her. She attempted to run but the branch caught her shirt and pulled her down fallin on her back in the process. She felt a stem tear threw her shirt and create a gash in her side. She let out a pain filled scream. The blood was trickling down her side, staining her shirt, covering the grass. The feeling of her blood sicked her, her vision began to blur, she could tell weather she was even alive still. Last thing that she saw was a a girl lookin at her tellin her to get up now. Then, Victoria passed out.

When Victoria awoke, the branch was no longer crushing her, she no longer felt the trickling of bloodon her side. She looked over and saw a girl, the same girl, she thinks, she saw before she blacked out, bandaging up her newly stitched wound.
"you nearly gave me a heart attack you know that?" she said puttin the final touched on the bandage"next time don't just sit there like an idiot."
"what happened?" Victoria managed to get out as she tried to sit up.
"well, a branch snapped from undernearth me, it fell on your slow rear, you passed out, I got down, got the extreamly heavy lumber of your dairy air, and fixed your side. I'm fine, thanks for asking."
"sorry I didn't mean to be a bother."
"I'm Elizabeth." she said helping Victoria to her feet. " it's Liz for short."
"hello there nice to make you aquaintance. I'm Victoria."
"say, your one of those richies from the hill arn't you?" she said with a smirk.
"well yes, but I don't care for money. If I could be a normal person, trust me I would."
"right, so what if I told you that you and your money should go jump off the cliff?"
" I would tell you to go first with your stuborn attitude."
"... Your alright kid."
" hey I'm no kid! You look even younger then me."
"let's walk and talk."
While helping Victoria back to her house unsee, they found that they have alot in common. Victoria also got her own nickname, Tori or Tor for the short short. When they parted ways she snuck back in the house and went to her room and emidiantly changed. Her shirt was completly ruined. She would have to get a new one soon. She went and looked for Stephen and luckly found he hasn't come home yet from his meeting. After such a long day she wad extreamly exausted. She plopped down in her chair and hit her side. She cringed in pain as a wave of torment shocked though her. She had forgotten about her newly inflicked injury. Stephen is so going to kill her when he finds out, well after he metically fixes the already mended wound to make sure it's properly treated. Although she knew she was in for it, she was tired from such a long day. All she had on her mind at the moment was rest. She gently set herself down onto her bed and emidiantly fell asleep.