rude Pt.2

Hmm, what was this gift? "You were close but oh so far away" "Hurry it up, Ms. Green" "Oh now why are you calling me Ms. Green?" "I guess you'll never know." "At least you're addressing me with some sort of respect now." "Back to the gift. The gift I wanted to bestow upon your family is a manor." My dad had a tinge of orange turning yellow, a raging yellow. "Hold on, what's the catch?" Nothing comes free in life, not even love. "There is no catch I guess." she replied as she put her finger on her chin and thought about the question.

"Oh whatever, if you wanted to do something to my family you would've done it already." "Correctomundo!" she replied in an energetic voice (There is almost no dialogue here because Sapphire is saying everything on her mind) her face then turned serious and to match her seriousness I put on my usual face not a shred of emotion peeking through "Nice poker face you got their kid." "I Take pride in it." I replied," Time for a proper question." You can't see me, can you? Or at least not in the way I can see you." Well I got found out I guess it was a matter of time someone so skilled would have noticed that I was basically looking through her." "Well, I guess you found me out. The jigs up you are right I cannot see you." "As I thought, so how can you see me, or more accurately, identify where people and things are." "Well hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" "Stop with the hmm's and answer the question." Her aura is getting more serious by the second I guess I'll answer the question. "I awakened at 4 years old.

Does that answer your question, Ms.?" her aura had the biggest and shortest orange spike I have ever seen. "I won't ask you what your power is or your PR but this just means you are more of an asset than you think." "Dammit, and this is why I don't tell people my secrets,." I whispered, but of course she heard it. My luck has just been getting out of control lately. "What are you, a drug dealer? Why should a six-year-old have such important secrets?" "Because I like my secrets, is there a problem?" invisible sparks were flying between our eyes. "Well, you answered the question so a manor shall be built for your family." "YES!" my dad had a temporary victory pose then he went back to normal.