Random RP

GW looked up schocked, like she didnt realize that she said the last part aloud. She smiled weakly, "My baby sister." was all shr said on the matter.

Stallion smiled a bit, "You arent the only one I left Emma behind.........my real name is Sarah by the way"

"My real name is Gisella Wood, but ive never let anyone know that..." GW mumbled.

"Nobody knew about my real name........look if you want to know what happened I will tell you" Stallion sighed knowing she never would tell anyone this

GW poofed a floating pillow to sit on. She almost looked like a lost kitten with its huge, innocent eyes. Looking at her now you would never believe what she deals with.

Stallion sighed, "My parents died when Emma was just three when I was only seven...we live in different orphanages til some rich mean couple adopted us. They had a son and daughter of there own. I was just a week away from my 16th birthday when I came upon them teasing Emma on that cliff and being the sister I was I got involved just to save her only to end up getting pushed over the edge by my step sister."

(lets say she said it all slow and dramatic)

GWs eyes wear tearing up. After a moment she broke down crying, "YOU'RE SUCH A BETTER SISTER THEN I WAAAAAAS!"

(she can be a bit overdramatic. Not as kuch as an octopus though...)

Stallion looked up in surprise, "Well I never lived with any real parents so I grew closer to Emma instead....."

"My 'real' parents were terrible, but I never grew close to Ana. Or at least thats what they ld me." GW said, hermvoice muffled by thempillow.

Stallion nodded, "I guess you wish you did now" she sighed

"I have!" GW sat up, "She just, hasnt done the same......" GW looked down sadly, "She won the award for most creativ student at school last year, I might of helped her a long the way. Children just arent able to understand the concept of a muse, thus they dont really believe in me...."

"You werent truly there were you?" she asked solomnly , "Emma actually got evacuated with her new family before a sickness in that town happened because of the huge storm but she doesnt even remember me anymore"

"I was too there! I will always be there for Ana when the drunks who call themselves parents wont be!" GW clenched her fist, "Even if she can see me, even if she has no idea that I ever existed, I will be there for her, because I dont want her to end up like I did!" GW was shaking now. She wasnt talking to Stallion so much as herself now.

Stallion scoffed slightly, "Way to go over dramatic........you can be there for them but it is never the same as it was when you were actually there, nobody remembers me or even mentions me, Emma she.......she just plainly forgot about me" she choked up

"At least she knew you at one point! Ana was just a baby when I died." GW said, "and by the way, im not being over dramatic, just look at octopi, when they get stressed they EAT THEMSELVES!"

"Gross and so you know Stripes yours doesnt purposely forget you my sister does!" Stallion shouted racing off

"Stripes?" GW rolled her eyes, hopped n her skateboard, and rode off back to her tree.

Stallion smiled a bit as she raced off in the wind to create a clear new storm or blow one away

(They kinda got seperated huh? wanna time skip to the night? and lets let them become friends because they have to be besties!)

(Okay the besties part is kind of slow for Stallion she isnt very trustin)

(well heck, GW desnt bond very well, she isnt a peopleperson. Lets make it to where, they are both lonely and OH LOOK SOMEONE WHO IS LIKE ME and yeah at first they can be like, just tolerating each other but as time goes on they realize that omg we are like the beST OF FRIENds. AND THEN SINCE sTALL knows jack she can hooK Gw and Jack up lol!)

(Okay c: )

*Niight time*

GW was drawwing things onto her tREE
(Over time she makes it into this huuuge epi treehouse0

Stallion blew out into the wind watching as horses shaped themselves out galloping across, she just had gone and watched what her sister was doing yet the sad part was in just two weeks away is the anniversary of her untimely death and nobody cared

GW hund upside down from a branch high up in he tree, eyes closed, enjoying the gentle breeze.