❣ the girl in the loft ❣

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: black; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 15px; line-height: 95%; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; text-transform: uppercase;][b]Lyra Jeannette Pierce [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 8px; line-height: 95%; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -6px;]( Jenny Mast || Twenty-one )[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 415px; color: black; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify;]The rain was pounding, the wind was blowing, and the lightning flashed like paparazzi were following my every move. My clothes stuck to my small frame as I moved in the dark, dusk having fallen about an hour or so to go. My hooded jacket did very little to shield my head from the wind and rain, and my dark brown, bouncy curls were now straight, black, and sticking to the skin on my cheeks. I needed to find some shelter from the rain, and fast.


    Earlier I had gotten off the bus that I had called home for the last three and a half days. The ride from Los Angeles had proven to be long and uncomfortable, but the outcome was worth the trip. Now I was in a very small town in the middle of Tennessee, far enough away that my name sake and past can't catch me quickly. Easton Tennessee was now my haven, and Jenny Mast was now my name.


    I squinted through the rain as lightning lit up the land before me. In the distance, I could see the lights that belonged to a house, and a large building beside it. I waited for the next flash, finally able to see that it was a barn. Though I knew that whoever lived there wouldn't be very happy to have me stow away in their barn, I needed some shelter for the night. Smiling, I picked up the pace, moving towards the farm and shelter.


    Pulling open a back door, I was met with the immediate smell of animal, and warmth. I slid in like a snake, shutting the door securely behind me. I looked around at the horses, a few of them having turned towards me. I couldn't stand still for long though. As my clothes dripped and my body shook with cold, I looked around like a mouse caught in a kitchen. There was a latter against a nearby wall, leading to a loft above. The hay would be warm, the air would be warm, and all I wanted was warmth.


    Swiftly I climbed, making my movements as quiet as I could with soaked clothing. I moved to the farthest corner I could, dropping behind a large stack of hay. A barn cat hissed at my presence and scurried away quickly, though I didn't pay much attention. I set my backpack down on the hay as I fell down beside it. It was what I know lived out of, and what held all the possessions I now had to my name. My eyelids grew heavy and the warmth folded around me like a blanket. In the morning I would make myself scarce before anyone could find me, but right now, I couldn't fight off sleep.
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    Lyra Pierce is the daughter of a very wealthy, very well known, business man. Her name would cause anyone in the states to turn their heads as her father was known for big money, but also heated corruption. It is due to this Lyra can no longer stand her own name.


    Her father was very high up in the business world, very respected, and very wealthy. However, due to trickery, deceit, and a dark secret, he is now the current face of bad publicity. Their name is all over the news and Lyra can't go anywhere without being followed by cameras. She has been cornered by paparazzi, bombarded with questions concerning her father, and her 'friends' have begun to keep their distance from her. In a want to escape it all, she vanished from L.A. in the middle of the night, taking a trip across country to.


    <Your character> is a young country man who has grown up and worked on the family farm. It's been in his family for generations and it's their way of income. He has grown up working for what he needs, and knows that not everything in life is just handed over to you. He works hard to bring in the money needed for his family, and doesn't care much for the rich and wealthy. But his world begins to change when he finds a young runaway sleeping in his loft.


    In a twist of fate, Lyra finds herself working as a ranch hand to get by, hiding behind a fake name. Friendship blooms between her and the young country boy, and life seems to actually be working out for Lyra for once. But what happens when her past finally catches up to her in her little getaway? When the full truth finally unravels, the new found friendship will have to face up to the hidden lies and the pressure of the truth.
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    ✦We will begin with the following morning after Lyra had made it to the barn
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    Jasper Colton // 21


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    The rooster crowed early in the morning as soon as the sun peeked out over the horizon. he yawned rubbing his face, no matter how many years he's been doing this waking up this early was damn near impossible. he rolled to the side sitting up and looking out the window, his father was most likely already out of bed and downstairs eating breakfast and having a cup of joe. he could smell the bacon and eggs coming up from the stove, his mother was always the first to be up to make them a hearty breakfast. he looked to his left, his dog a border collie he named Sky, he raised her as a pup and she helps him with everyday chores. she was a good dog. he patted her on the head and stood up grabbing his T-shirt, putting on a pair of jeans, and grabbing his cowboy hat. he looked in the mirror and saw the same light blue eyes he got from his mother but the brownish blond hair he got from his father. and walked down stairs, "Morning mama," he said walking over to her and kissing her on the cheek. This was an everyday routine he didnt mind doing. he loved his family, and will always have his families back. "Morning Jasper!" his little sister of 9 years old giggled happy, he leaned down and kissed her on the head, "Morn' Rugrat," he said pouring himself a cup of coffee as well. "Dad did you head on out yet?" he asked his father looking over at him, he was reading the morning paper he shook his head. "Not yet, my back and knees have been hurting me all night thanks to the damn rain," he grumbled, Jasper knew knew ever it rained he would be doing most of the work, his father was old and warned out, he understood and was happy to pick up the slack. he sat down to have some breakfast, the sun still barely peaking out. "Jasper, can we ride the horses today?" his little sister, Lily, asked, he smiled and nodded, "Sure we can, you'll help me bring the cows in right?" he asked her, they were teaching her to have fun while working since they all knew she would be pulling her part soon.


    After breakfast Jasper stood and cleaned off his place thanking his family for the meal and calling Sky out to head towards the barn. the barn was old but he was slowly fixing it up, he just had to finish painting it, he wanted to paint it red, classic. right now the barn looked like an old warn out brown color, but half of it was painted red, so it looked kind of silly. walking into the barn he opened up the back gate, and heading over to where the cows were closed up for the night, they had 15 cows and four calfs, he let them out for the day. walking over to the horses, they had four horses, one for each of them, though his sisters horse was still young since they raise the horses as young calfs to grow a bond with the rider. he pet them seeing that he had to clean out the stalls. looking up at the ladder he knew he needed to bring down some hay from the loft, grabbing a hold of railings of the ladder he started to climb up, humming to himself as he did so. as he was going up Sky started to bark uncontrollably which ignored thinking the dog found a mouse.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: black; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 15px; line-height: 95%; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; text-transform: uppercase;][b]Lyra Jeannette Pierce [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 8px; line-height: 95%; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -6px;]( Jenny Mast || Twenty-one )[/fancypost]
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    Tired. Worn. Exhausted. Cold.


    This was all Lyra had felt when she fell onto the hay last night. The warmth from the animals, the shelter from the rain, a place to lay her tired body. All of this was what she had wanted for the night, though she didn't think about what would happen if someone found her here in the morning. Frankly she didn't have time think about it. Sleep had taken her so quickly that her mind didn't have time to come up with answers.


    It was truly a sight to see. Her brown hair fell around her as the golden hay stuck out in all places. Her body was curled up, her wet close hugging her small frame. It would make anyone laugh after their curiosity set in. But Lyra remained asleep long into the morning. Her body didn't want to wake up. Not yet at least.
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    once at the top, jasper didnt see her at first, he didnt bother looking around since he didnt expect to see anything new other than just hay. he went over to the pitch fork stabbed into a pile of hay, picking it up he held onto it tight before turning around and holding it up ready to stab into the hay to throw it over the edge of the loft but stopped mid way. there he saw a girl, laying there wet and sleeping. he assumed she was wet from the rain last night. his eyes widened as he placed the pitch fork back down, now he understood why Sky was going crazy and still way. he knelt down in front of the girl, he wasnt sure what to do. he would have never thought a girl would just appear in his barn. he thought stuff like this only happened in movies. she was pretty, but he really could tell from her hair all matted up in her face. he slowly reached out and touched her shoulder shaking her slightly, "ummm ma'am," he said his accent thicker than ever. he was stunned he wasnt really sure what to do other than to wake her.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: black; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 15px; line-height: 95%; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; text-transform: uppercase;][b]Lyra Jeannette Pierce [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 8px; line-height: 95%; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -6px;]( Jenny Mast || Twenty-one )[/fancypost]
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    Lyra didnt open her eyes at first, but her chest did heave as she took a deep breath, proving she had awakened. Her body shifted, though she wasn't sure just what had awakened her. She moaned, feeling the strain of her tired limbs, trying not to move. Where was she? All she could feel was warmth as she lay on something soft.


    Slowly she blinked open her dark eyes, squinting at the sudden light. She blinked quiet a few times, glancing around as she tried to get her bearings. That when her gaze landed on someone before her. In a blink of an eyes, she was sitting up straight and backing away from the male as quickly as possible. She came to an abrupt stop, however, when she felt the back of her head hit the wall behind her. She grabbed it slightly, grimacing a bit, while her wide dark eyes remained on the stranger.
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    Jasper jumped back as she sat up surprised by her sudden movement. he saw the fear in her eyes, she wasnt expecting him to be here either. he knew that this was a good place to hide as he child he use to hide up here too but his father soon realized it and would come here to check first before going anywhere else. "no no no, don't be scared," he quickly said not sure why he was the one reassuring her that it was okay when she should be doing that to him. how does he know she's not some serial killer. "I'm not going to hurt you don't worry calm down," he told her his southern drawl making his voice sound thicker. this girl reminded him of a dear stuck in the head lights so he was careful with every move he made. "see I'm not gonna hurt you," he told her holding up both his hands to show he wasnt holding anything or make any sudden movements

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    Lyra watched him carefully, her eyes following his every move. Everything seemed to rush back to her as she remembered the storm and rain, then finding the barn. After that, it was blank until now. She pressed against the wall as much as she could, her knees coming up to her chest. She knew she probably looked crazy. A twenty-one year old, acting like a frightened child who had a nightmare. But in her defense, she had been through a lot lately.


    She drew a small breath, seeing as he held nothing threatening, and didnt seem to want immediate answers. He was being careful, and keeping his distance. [b]"Where..." Her voice was hoarse, and she had no doubt that it was thanks to the rain and cold. She cleared her throat to try to speak again, her soft voice still coming out scratchy. "Where am I?"
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    He gave her a crooked smile,"well darlin I should be asking you what are you doing her but , you're in my barn," he stated trying to get her to relax he sat down in front of her though at a safe distance. "But if you want a larger scale you're in a small town called rosewood in Tennessee," he added wondering where she came from his curiosity is getting the better of him he held out his hand to her,"and who might you be sweetheart?" He asked her kindly looking at her outfit. It seemed dirty like she has been walking or out on the road for a while. He took his cowboy hat off so she could look at her face, like a scared animal it's best to show them your face to show that they weren't going to hurt them. "I'm jasper," he told her trying to show that it was okay to tell him, that he wouldn't do anything. Well he won't yet he wanted to know who she was and if it was safe. Though in this small town nothing bad or new ever happens. Plus he's so far from his neighbors it difficult for anything to happen. All this farm land makes a lot of privacy between neighbors.

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    [i]Rosewood...     she bit her lip slightly as she thought of where she was, and what she had left with her. She reached over and grabbed her small backpack, drawing it closer to her. Her gaze moved back to him as she slowly nodded. Jasper...I'm in Rosewood, Tennessee in the barn of a guy named Jasper.


    She drew a breath and shifted slightly, feeling a bit better that she could fully see his face. However, she wasnt sure what to tell him. Her name would raise suspicion if anyone here knew what went on around the country. Besides, if her real name got out, it wouldnt be long before the press got onto her. [b]My name's Jenny," she said finally, guessing a name right off the top of her head. "And let's just say that I'm not from here and I'm a long way from home."
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    he watched her snatch her back which he didnt even see right next to her. he should have looked around and looked in it before waking her, maybe able to find something about her. he smiled when she spoke, he already knew she wasnt from around her from her accent. she was from the north, had to be. "so you're a yankee Jenny, well its a pleasure to meet you," he said holding his hand out for her to shake. he wanted to find out more from her but she looked too frighten. he knew if he asked she would run off. "so Jenny, you look like a drowned cat, why don't you come on down and try to clean yourself up," he asked her wanting her to come down, maybe if she came down and saw that everything was okay shed realize she was safe. he was trying to figure her out with the little information he had already. may a abusive boyfriend, thats what he knew most women did when they had an abusive partner, run away. his mama was in an abusive relationship but she lived in the next town over so she didnt run very far. "maybe get you a bite to eat too," he added hoping food would bait her out. down from the loft Sky was still barking like crazy, when the farm door open, "Jasper shut that dog up, she's givin me a headache," his dad yelled out looking around for jasper

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    Lyra began to consider his offer when he spoke of food. Her stomach growled and she folded her arms around her stomach, a blush growing on her cheeks. She was really hungry, she would admit that, but she wasnt sure about moving on his offer just yet. And yankee? Well, at least he wasn't trying to pinpoint her real home.


    That's when she heard another male voice and jumped slightly, moving back against wall a bit more if she could. Her eyes grew wide once again, and she looked at Jasper. She had no idea that there were others here. [i]What have I gotten myself into?!
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    he smiled when she reached for her stomach, he knew he got her there. she was hungry, she had to be, she must have been out for days without a proper meal. his mother would be so happy to feed someone whos starving since she loves making so much food to begin with. when he heard his father though his eyes widen, "sh!t," he mumbled looking back at her. he gave her a small smile, "its okay, thats my old man, he's good, real nice," he reassured her, moving towards the edge of the loft, "hey dad, you mind getting Sky out of the barn, we got a mouse," he said with a chuckle looking over at her and winking. his father looked up confused, "just throw some poison boy, or let the cats at it," he said shaking his head. "dad please," he said he huffed going back towards her, he knelt down in front of her again. "look here, my family is real nice, i have a little nine year old sister, a mama and my old man, just the four of us no one else," he told her holding his hand out towards her, "they won't mind you staying for a bit and having a bite to eat," he added, with a kind grin, trying to get her to open up. Jaspers father, left the barn but called out to his wife, to tell her to come over that their son was acting like a loon.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: black; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 15px; line-height: 95%; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; text-transform: uppercase;]Lyra Jeannette Pierce [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 8px; line-height: 95%; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -6px;]( Jenny Mast || Twenty-one )[/fancypost]
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    Lyra looked at him as he leaned over the loft, then an ever so gentle and small smile formed from his comment of having a mouse. However, she listened closely as he spoke of his family, wishing that was the story she had for her own instead of the one she currently held. As he spoke of food once again, her stomach rumbled as a response once more. He had her at food. That was obvious. Finally, she nodded and then slipped her rather delicate and mud dried hand into his. It was clear that she was unaccustomed to any work and that she had spent much time outside last night. [b]"Thank you,"     she said gently.
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    He smiled as she took his hand, it was so delicate he felt like he would break it if he put any pressure on them. "No need to thank me darlin," he said leading her over to where the ladder of the loft was,"can you come down?" He asked wondering if she was too weak to go down the ladder by herself. he didn't want her hurt incase she fell. He started down the ladder waiting for her to come as well, he was wondering how he was going to tell his family about her. They will be shocked no doubt about it but he knew they'd help her out, he hoped that is. They were good Christian folks they'd help her out for sure. They took in a lot of animals mostly cats we fed them they kept the mice in the barn to a minimum. She could diffanitly help out,maybe but by the look of her hands she hasn't done a days work in her life. They seemed dirty now but this must be the first time they have ever been dirty. "Jasper what in the world are you doing, have you lost your mind this early in the morning?" His mother called up from the barn door, she was in her apron and a rag thrown over her shoulder, his dad now back in the barn too but going over to the hose to refill the water buckets to start the days chores

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    Lyra watched as he began to go towards the ladder, nodding as he asked if she could get down. [b]"Yeah, I think I can,"     she said softly, though paused as she looked down. She jumped again when she heard the voices of what she now knew was his parents. She silently scolded herself for being so jumpy, but what could they expect. She looked at him and then gently eased her head over the edge of the loft, cautiously looking towards the barn door. Her eyes landed on the adults, blinking her dark eyes as she waited to see their response.
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    His mother saw her first, stopped midway over to them,"oh what in the world," she said raising her hand up to look at her. Her eyes soft and her mouth open in surprise, seeing her all dirty and slightly wet from the rain the night before. She hurried over to them pushing her son out of the way."you poor thing you look like a fox chased you," she said taking both her hands in hers,"come on inside and clean yourself up deary," she said looking back at jasper who just shrugged. His father huffed,"boy why are you hiding a girl in my barn," he grumbled slapping jasper on the back of the head. Jasper was almost a foot taller than his father, he jumped rubbing the back of his head,"I wasn't she was here when I can in," he said looking at her, giving her a reassuring smile. "Mama can you make her something to eat I'll show her where she can clean up," jasper offered heading towards the barn door to head towards the house. His mother nodded,"yes good idea you must be hungry, you can borrow some of my old cloths they might be alittle big on you though, your as tiny as a mouse," she said looking her up and down shaking her head,"poor thing," she said quietly leading her towards the house. "I'm Dotty by the way but you can just call me mama," she introduced herself, Jaspers father went towards the cows needing to start today's work

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: black; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 15px; line-height: 95%; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; text-transform: uppercase;]Lyra Jeannette Pierce [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 8px; line-height: 95%; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 4px; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -6px;]( Jenny Mast || Twenty-one )[/fancypost]
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    Lyra wasn't sure how to react at all. Her feet had only just touched the floor after getting down the ladder when she felt her hands being grasped by Jasper's mother. She looked at the lady, seeing that she was busy fretting over her instead of judging. She relaxed a little bit, but hardly got any words in. However, food made her feet move, and the thought of a warm shower was also inviting.


    She followed Jasper has he made his way out of the barn, then let out a slight sigh. She looked at him as she shouldered her bag, and nodded behind them. [b]"I have a change of close," she said softly. "Your mother really doesn't have to offer any." However, she knew she would need to get more soon. In her hast to escape the media, she hadn't packed all that well. She was already thinking of how she would have to spread her current cash out across clothes, food, and possibly rent. Im going to need a job soon...
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    he looked back at her and smiled, "its okay, those cloths my be damp from the rain, it was raining pretty hard last night, your still wet," he pointed out and shrugged, he knew his mother didnt mind, she was like a saint. "So Jenny, how long have you been on the road for?" he asked curiously he wanted to ask a bunch of different questions but he knew he could be pushy. with how scared she was now, it must be hard for her to open up. they walked into the house, it was an old farm house, one that his great grandfather built a long time ago with his grandpa. it was old warn down and had nothing fancy inside it but it was homey, like a lot of love was put into it. once inside he headed for the stairs since the shower was upstairs, thats when Lily came out from the kitchen,"who's that?" she asked going over to her. Lily never really meets anyone knew since it was a small town she knew everyone in it, so meeting new people was exciting for her. "Lily this is Jenny," Jasper introduced picking his little sister up,"Jenny this is little Lily," he said looking over at Jenny, "got any siblings back at home?" he asked her curiously, not thinking it would be too personal.