Rumors ch1

Rumors: ru·mor (rōō'mər) 1

n. 2

A piece of unverified information of uncertain origin usually spread by word of mouth.3

Unverified information received from another; hearsay.4

tr.v. ru·mored, ru·mor·ing, ru·mors5

To spread or tell by rumor.6

[Middle English rumour, from Old French, from Latin rūmor.]7

Rumors spread like wild fire, catching and igniting the grass of everything they can reach to. Across cities, states, and even countries. But I pose one quiestion for you, how can you stop them? How can you make them cease and die like an old newspaper, or even a meadow filled with butterflies? Because once in a while we all mess up right? Well it was small at the beginning and grew larger and more powerful as it progressed, kind of like children to teenagers. They start weak so no one listens to them , but they get more and more intersting to everyone wants to hear what they have to say only so they can mock them. 8

Let's starts from the beginning. How about a fairy tale opening, this sure deserves one. I would explain, but we'll let you decide for yourself. 9

Once upon a time there was a princess and a prince. They were madly in love. Well theres two lies already. The princess was an outcast; quiet and shy. The prince was more of a frog waiting for the kiss. And finally the "madly in love", they couldn't have hated each other more. Anyway, on with the story. The princess lived in a magical kingdom, filled with unicorns and fairys. While the princes lived in the woods, plentiful with robbers and theives. 10

More lies, but let me tell you the complete story first. So, let me just start over, from the beginning. 11

Once upon a time there was a princess and a prince,. They were madly in love. The princess lived in a magical kingdom filled with unicorns and fairys. While, the prince lived in the woods, plentiful with robbers and theives.12

One day the princess went to the woods to pick some berries. While she was doing this, the prince was gazing at her from a tree above. She heard the leaves rustling and she spotted him. They talked for days, months, years on end; finally he moved in with her.13

Three years later she went to the village and some women were staring at her and whispering. She grew weary of the talk and headed back to her castle to see her fiance. Her maid came to tell her what she heard. Someone said she was sleeping with the prince's brother. She could never do such a thing and never would if given the chance. 14

Well to her disadvantage, the Prince's brother confirmed this and the Prince left. He went to find a more useful and loyal birde. Then that night a tradgey occured, the towns women murdered the prince and his brother. The princess, left alone, wandered for the rest of her days searching for him.15

Now for the real version of what happened. Ya know? Reality bites, hard.16

It was just another day for Cassie. Wake up, feed the horses, water the plants, change clothes, and run like hell to catch the bus. See, Cassie lived on a ranch, with at least a mile long driveway. She jumped on the bus, grabbed a seat near the front, and slept.17

Twenty minutes and eight immature children burps and farts later, they arrived at the school. She ran off the bus, went to her locker, and retreated to a nice empty table. She lay her head down and went to sleep. 18

She awoke to a cold wet feeling on her head. It was milk, chocolate milk. She looked up to find Raymond and his friends running away. 'Thats right retreat you bastards.' thought Cassie.