Sidgmira

I don't know you, I wont ask you. You don't know me. You don't ask me. You ask other sources. Other people. Whisper here, and there, Why not ask me? I tell you. Wont I? Secret here, and there, I've told you. Didn't I? Sidgmira, the Vulpes vulpes. No more, no less.

Today is my test. The test that will decide my fate with men, boys, and (hopefully) children. I will take my Screening Test. Not that it has anything to do with school, but it is run through it. At the age of 15 every girl is supposed to take a test to decide which man they will marry one day. The boys take the test right before the girl they sign up for takes it, or when they turn 15 (whichever comes first). And what I mean for "the girl they sign up for", I mean that the guys are supposed to apply for a girl, and the girl will get paired up with one of the men that signs up for them, or none. I don't even know if anyone signed up for me.

Second Part I stared at myself in the mirror. I frowned. I stood on my tiptoes, so that my forehead was cut out of the mirror. Someone told me people look better with their foreheads cropped out of pictures. Nope. I still looked bad. My blue dress had small birds on it, and had a thin, bright orange belt to go with it. It only fell to my knees. The dress was stunning itself, but it made me look a tad bit better. Just a bit. I stuck my favorite pair of earrings in, (two little owl earrings-yes, I love animals). Why I considered myself a lover, I have NO idea. If Auna Lily Merkel was a lover, then Cinderella never met her stepsisters, fell i

Part 1 "Auna, get up!! Now! Gina's party, remember?" My mothers shrill call came at 8:13 in the morning. I had only just gotten up, but decided to lie prone in my bed. Then my mother called, so now... yeah, gotta actually get UP up. Not just up. I rolled off the bed, stood up, and grabbed my bathrobe. I undressed and pulled my robe on. I quickly took a shower, fixed my ugly brunette hair (or at least, I tried), and threw a lovely blue dress on. Gina was eight, turning nine, and one of my three siblings. Harper was my older sister, and she is 15, Neil is my younger brother, 11, and Gina is the youngest. Harper hates the family, always

Prologue. I put full blame on Alexander. My redheaded cousin is all to blame. He fell in love with me first. I didn't TRY to fall in love with him afterwards. It just... happened. So much for "Find a guy you don't know, please him, feed him, marry him" saying my mom always says. Honestly, I don't even know why I fell for my COUSIN. Who is FOUR years OLDER than me. I guess it's because of his strong attraction, he's like a GIANT magnet to girls. Red hair, blue eyes, smooth eyebrows (yeah, uh, I'll get to that later), and a lovely nose. Along with lovely pink lips. And a nice body. But anyway, blame Alex. It's his fault I live in a forest, en

Brush underfoot, creeping tendrils slowly spiraling upward, upward. Along the tree trunk, trying to choke the green. Black paws, Gleaming eyes. Red faced bandit. Slyhearted fox. Literally.