Beneath The Lies
Patriotic (Chapter 2)
Patriotic: (Adjective) having or expressing devotion to and vigorous support for one's country.
(Raisa’s P.O.V)
“Raisa come on we have to leave, the community meeting will start any minute now,” my mum called outside my room. Apparently an urgent event has occurred and the mayor of the town is calling meeting, everyone had to attend.
“Raisa, sweetheart I don’t want to repeat myself,” she warned and I groaned in response. I hated going to these community meeting things, it was supposed to be for elderly people not teenage girl like me. The worst part is that my mum makes both my brother and I go every time even though I don’t see the point of us being there.
“I think something serious must has happened,” Jake my brother, tried to explained to me as we made our way to the community centre. I’ve been whining this whole time, from the moment I stepped out of my bedroom because I didn’t want to go to a boring community meeting.
He is such a great brother, I couldn’t ask for a better brother then Jake. We get along so well and I think it is because we have the same interest. I am not the typical girl who loves make up and jeweleries, in fact I am far from that. Let’s just say, people has mistaken me as a boy due to the way I dress and act.
I am sad to see that Jake came back with an injured leg from his last war. He is so passionate about the things that interest him and without a doubt he is a patriotic person. I can’t say I am any different because I am not. I am a patriotic person myself and I wanted to join up for the army to fight for our country but unfortunately ‘females’ are not allowed.
I can’t believe after all these years women still don’t hold equal right compare to males. During the 21st century the world started to change, women were given the same opportunity as men were and women were as dominant as men were. But now the history is repeating itself.
We are back to the time where women were expect to be the housewife that provides food and clean the house. I seriously hate this society and I wish I was born during the 21st century, to able to experience the freedom of being a woman. To able to do anything, everything I want to do without anyone or any rule stopping me from doing it.
“Let’s just hope I don’t fall asleep hey,” I stated and my brother chuckled at my remark. “Ahh Angela I am glad you brought your two sons along,” Mrs Johnson greeted my mum. What did I tell you? Mrs Johnson has known me since I was ten years old and she still doesn’t know that I am a girl.
I guess you could say my name is a unisex name and being a tomboy doesn’t make the situation better for Mrs Johnson. She is quite old after all and I tend to go along with whatever she thought of me. In all honesty, I prefer to be a boy in this society because they are given way more opportunity then girls.
“Oh look who decided to show up…the lesbian,” Niall sniggered at me and I spat on the ground at his rude remarks. He is practically my enemy ever since I could remember and I don’t even remember the reason why I hate him so much in the first place. But now there are millions of reasons.
“You better keep that filthy mouth of yours shut or I will shut it myself,” I warned, “oh feisty one…but I will like to see you try,” he smirked. How dare he challenge me? I have already kicked his butts before.
“You are lucky there are parents here Horan or else you would lose those precious teeth of yours,” I glared at him while clutching my knuckles trying to calm myself down.
“Oh aren’t they the best of friends,” Mrs Johnson grinned. Best friend my butt….I swear she is crazy sometimes.
(Raisa’s P.O.V)
“Raisa come on we have to leave, the community meeting will start any minute now,” my mum called outside my room. Apparently an urgent event has occurred and the mayor of the town is calling meeting, everyone had to attend.
“Raisa, sweetheart I don’t want to repeat myself,” she warned and I groaned in response. I hated going to these community meeting things, it was supposed to be for elderly people not teenage girl like me. The worst part is that my mum makes both my brother and I go every time even though I don’t see the point of us being there.
“I think something serious must has happened,” Jake my brother, tried to explained to me as we made our way to the community centre. I’ve been whining this whole time, from the moment I stepped out of my bedroom because I didn’t want to go to a boring community meeting.
He is such a great brother, I couldn’t ask for a better brother then Jake. We get along so well and I think it is because we have the same interest. I am not the typical girl who loves make up and jeweleries, in fact I am far from that. Let’s just say, people has mistaken me as a boy due to the way I dress and act.
I am sad to see that Jake came back with an injured leg from his last war. He is so passionate about the things that interest him and without a doubt he is a patriotic person. I can’t say I am any different because I am not. I am a patriotic person myself and I wanted to join up for the army to fight for our country but unfortunately ‘females’ are not allowed.
I can’t believe after all these years women still don’t hold equal right compare to males. During the 21st century the world started to change, women were given the same opportunity as men were and women were as dominant as men were. But now the history is repeating itself.
We are back to the time where women were expect to be the housewife that provides food and clean the house. I seriously hate this society and I wish I was born during the 21st century, to able to experience the freedom of being a woman. To able to do anything, everything I want to do without anyone or any rule stopping me from doing it.
“Let’s just hope I don’t fall asleep hey,” I stated and my brother chuckled at my remark. “Ahh Angela I am glad you brought your two sons along,” Mrs Johnson greeted my mum. What did I tell you? Mrs Johnson has known me since I was ten years old and she still doesn’t know that I am a girl.
I guess you could say my name is a unisex name and being a tomboy doesn’t make the situation better for Mrs Johnson. She is quite old after all and I tend to go along with whatever she thought of me. In all honesty, I prefer to be a boy in this society because they are given way more opportunity then girls.
“Oh look who decided to show up…the lesbian,” Niall sniggered at me and I spat on the ground at his rude remarks. He is practically my enemy ever since I could remember and I don’t even remember the reason why I hate him so much in the first place. But now there are millions of reasons.
“You better keep that filthy mouth of yours shut or I will shut it myself,” I warned, “oh feisty one…but I will like to see you try,” he smirked. How dare he challenge me? I have already kicked his butts before.
“You are lucky there are parents here Horan or else you would lose those precious teeth of yours,” I glared at him while clutching my knuckles trying to calm myself down.
“Oh aren’t they the best of friends,” Mrs Johnson grinned. Best friend my butt….I swear she is crazy sometimes.
Notes
Another update :) Sorry for a short chapter again but I promise it will get better. The first couple of chapters are just fillers ^_^
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Hahaha awesome :) Thanks....I know it's a slow start....but things will happen evantually ^_^
5/26/15