A new home, A new Love ( ch 4 p2)

I heard the throbbing of the chopper go over the trees and the castle, shaking everything in his way.

Suddenly, Rachel disappeared from beside me. I looked to Denise, who looked at me like my cousin did the time I walked in on her sneaking a thong when she was 15 and living with my family. Hot, exposed, shocked. Like I found out a long kept private secret or something.

Then I heard Rachel’s voice, yelling over the noise, angry as ever. “ Are you mad?!? You can’t just barge in like this! May Bell will know! The whole island will know! You’re going to get in trouble with Acadia Park! You…”

Then, I saw from a small window across the room, a glimpse of Rachel, her hair flying upward while she tried to keep her white L. e .i. summer dress from going up too, grabbing onto a rope ladder. She climbed up and the chopper flew away into the sunset, leaving 6 eyes bulging out of there sockets at me, like I was about to find out they have committed a serious crime, and I was going to turn them in.

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Rachel swung into the chopper, somersaulting and landing perfectly like she was Kim Possible, like when we were kids, reenacting our favorite shows. She used to take gymnastics, so it was easy for her. She taught me how to do tricks on stage, which helped a lot at times.

She told the pilot to head to a small island near by, and he obeyed seeing the anger in her green eyes.

She gave me a mile long yell-lecture as we landed. Finally she ended.

“ Thanks for the welcome, sis. I’m happy to see you too.” I said. The pilot chuckled and Rachel hit up upside the head.

“ Well, smart one, how are you going to cover up this?” Rachel said.

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