When I woke up, I was being carried by the wood-cutter. He set me down in the bed and pulled up a chair. I sat up on my elbows and he started to speak, "Hey you almost died out there." I rolled my eyes, or tried to, it hurt to move. "No dip, Sherlock. Thanks to you."
"Hey!" he said standing up. "I saved your life out there today!" I snorted. "Yea, you saved it my hero! Wait, do you know why my life needed saving? because of you!" Man this guy is and idiot. i cant belive this guy. He probably thinks that every girl needs saving. That is so stereotypical. just because i got golden hair doesn't mean I'm a princess locked away in a tower. FYI, I'm not that good at keeping my thoughts to myself. im also terrible at anger management. i stood up punched him in the stomach, and stalked out. he ran out wheezing, then he fell on the ground. I rolled my eyes and helped him up.
"You big baby." he was bent over gasping for air. "Well sorry, but you can punch hard." I batted my eyelashes. "Do you want to do it again? because i. would be happy to oblige." He took few steps back. Then he shook his head a lot.
"Good, then I won't then. Do you want to go get a bite to eat? good."
HI you all. sorry i havn't up dated in a while but i just got my laptop so i'll be updating more often.