Excerpt from Dereck and Bekah

Kylie and I decided that we were going to share a part of our story together here with everyone. I hope that you enjoy it - this is the opening to our story:

Prologue :

“Don’t do that, Dereck.” Bekah’s shrill voice made even her cringe.
“Why not?” He yelled back.
“Because I said so.” Rebekah O’Connor reached for the baseball bat that was in Dereck’s hand. She pulled hard, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t weasel it away from her enemy. Her nemesis. The guy that she hated more than anything in the world.
“You’re not strong enough.” His demeaning stance made her even more angry. Planting her feet on the ground, she took one last pull. Before she knew what was happening she felt her body plummeting to the ground, the baseball bat in her hands. Well, not really. The baseball bat that Dereck let go of so that she would fall backwards. The baseball bat that hit her head when she fell.
The baseball bat that she took in her hand, and with all the power in her, ran after Dereck, ready to hit him in the head with it.
Never mind that her head still hurt. She wanted - no, needed - to give him a lump on his head the size of the one on hers.
Revenge was a concept that six-year-olds barely understood, but thanks to Dereck, Bekah did.
She sprinted across the lawn, her bare feet barely touching the soft grass. He was barely ahead of her - just barely.
“Dereck!” she screamed. “Slow down!”
He laughed. “Why? You’ll only bang me over the head.”
She frowned up at the ten-year-old boy as he slowed to a stop. “Dereck Kingsley, you’re mean.”
“And you’re not?” he scoffed.
Her freckled nose scrunched as she glared up at him. “You’re really mean.”

~Ashley

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