"America!"

"America its time to wake up" says my little sister Jude.

My eyes flutter open and I take a look at my cute little sister. Her blond hair practically burns my eyes.

"Are you sure Jude? Because I am quite sure it is time to sleep." I close my eyes and pull the covers over my face. I hear my sister laugh.

"I am quite sure, if you don get up I will tickle." I peek my head out from the covers and show her a frightened look and she is wearing devilish smile with her hands up as if ready to strike.
We both burst out laughing as i get out of bed and kiss her on the cheek.

" I'll be right down little one."
As she leaves, closing the door, I begin to get ready my mouth watering as I smell bacon.


"Welcome back to the wold dear" My mother says to me as I descend the stairs. I chuckle.
"How about some breakfast? Jude made some bacon just for you."

"Good morning mother, Smells amazing, Thank you Jude." I reply giving my mother a peck on the cheek and taking my place at the table next to jude and across from my brother ezra.

"Good morning brother, ready to get beat racing again?" I say to my brother in mock seriousness.

My brother looked down at his plate, face full of shame, "Im not sure America, im just not ready to be beat yet again." Ezra says playing along.

I reach over the table and place my hand on his as to comfort him.

"One day brother you will win" I take my hand away as we all laugh.

"Poor you Ezra, always in the shadow of our America, you really must try harder son." Mother piped in, playing along. "Now eat the three of you! I won't have my children go hungry!"

And that was one reason why I loved mother so much. She was just as fiery as the rest of us, and let us pick with one another. She truly was one of a kind.

After breakfast ezra and I go out to meet Pa in the fields. He had already been working when we arrived. It was just his nature to get things done. Considering it being harvest season and we have to get all of the crops to the castle by the end of the week. It was always stressful, we had to make sure there was enough, otherwise we wouldn't have the money to support ourselves. And this is our biggest harvest yet, hopefully no one should be hungry for a while in Wayland.

"Good morning Father." I say is we approach him in the vast corn field.

He looked up and smiled at us, already deep in his work. As well as some of the farm hands we had on staff, Father pays extra for those who work extra. Its only fair, and not surprising how many were out here this morning. I was always glad for the help.

"Good morning sleepy heads! Best get on to work, it will be a long day." Father said, quickly getting back into his routine of cutting the corn stalks down. We both nodded, knowing the importance of today and that now wasn't the time for chitchat.

Out of the corner of my eye I caught someone looking my way. Quickly I looked down stifling a blush. It of course, was Jacob. He was dressed in his work clothes, a light shirt that was billowing, to help when the sun was beating down, and dark tan pants. This look I had gotten very fond of. And when he looked at me the way he did, I could only think of the stolen moments we shared in secrecy. It was for no real reason we kept, whatever you might call us, a secret. Maybe so it would seem more interesting to us. But in all honesty my family adored him, not to mention he was one of my brothers best friends. Maybe in my mind that was the reason. I was afraid to see my brothers reaction.

"Hello idiot." Ezra said approaching Jacob.

They always picked this way, and I loved to hear them joke with each other.

Jacob didn't falter in his response, without looking up from his work he said "Ezra please don't bully me today, I'm already so stressed out! I think ill have a break down if you keep it up!"

Ezra looked at him, mock horror across his face, " My dear friend, I would never bully you! I say these things only to strengthen you! You really must know, you behavior is not very attractive with the ladies."

Only then did Jacob look up, stealing a glance my way, with a slight smirk on his lips. "I might beg to differ." He shot me a quick wink when Ezra looked away to laugh. I blushed and looked away, hiding behind a laugh as well.

We carried on this way the whole entirety of the afternoon. Only when the sun was setting did father say we were done for the day. As we walked back to the house I had almost forgotten about mine and Ezra's race. I quickly looked at him so he would notice me and began to run at quickly as I could. Ezra picked up immediately and beat me to the house in and instant. When I finally arrived we were both laughing and out of breath.

"FINALLY!" Ezra shouted, "I AM THE VICTOR."

Laughing I looked up at him, "Oh hush, no one likes a sore winner! You win every time! Why not let me for a change?" I say mock pouting. We've done this since we were children, and he won every time, it never failed. But honestly I didn't mind losing. I just enjoyed the silly game because it reminded me of being children, something I longed for often.

"If I let you win it wouldnt be fair, and I know you would only want to win fairly! So sister, you will have to keep losing, and honestly no one likes a sore loser!" He said in reply sticking his tongue out at the last sentence.

"Whatever loser, go inside!" I respond to him laughing.



It really had been a long day and I was so ready for bed, but I couldn't shake the feeling of wanting to see Jacob. So I put on my robe and my dainty slippers and slipped out the door as quietly as I could. Once out, I creeped down the hall and went down the stairs. I really didn't have to go through all of this trouble. My family wouldn't care that I'm up, or want to go outside. I just don't want to disturb them while they rest. Once I'm out the door I take a quick look around. When I see no one is around I head toward Jacob's small, but comfortable, Cottage. Halfway there I hear a noise that startles me. I look around and see nothing. Deciding it was my own imagination I continue on. As I take another step I hear it again, louder this time. Once again I look around. to my left was a small shed, the door slightly agar. Thats weird, how had I missed it the first time?

I took a step closer, contemplating going back to get Ezra, but deciding against it. It would probably be just a chicken that had wandered into the shed in search of food. As I approached I heard an unmistakable giggle. Was that a girl? I walked closer and looked into the crack in the door and saw that it was. As well as a boy. The boy had the girl pinned to the wall whispering in her ear, as she giggled the whole time. I took a step closer and tripped over something I couldn't identify.

With a loud clunk I landed on the ground. Hoping they wouldn't notice I stood just in time to see the boy peek his head out to see what the noise was. I gasped. It was Jacob. Blushing fiercely I turned to run away, silently thanking the moon for being quite small tonight so he couldn't see my blush.

Seconds later as I was making my escape I felt a hand on my arm pulling me around. Of course it was Jacob. I looked away.

"What are you doing out here?" He said, as if nothing was wrong! How stupid did he think I was?

Obviously annoyed a glared a him and said, "Thats it? Thats all you have to say right now. I was going to see you idiot! But what I found instead was you with another girl! Get your hand off me!" I said raising my voice. I grabbed his hand and ripped from my arm, glaring all the while. I looked at his face and saw he just looked a little amused. Which only managed to infuriate me more.

"Mer, we never talked about what this was." He said, gesturing his hands between us, "I thought you knew it was just casual. It's not like things ever got serious. I figured you were seeing others as well." He finished, seeming genuine.

I was so infuriated at his casualness. No we had never talked about what we were, but that doesn't mean I never thought he cared about me. And I certainly never expected him to be with another girl. I guess I just pegged him as the wrong guy. And to think just a few moments ago I thought so highly of him. Well not anymore.

"No we didn't ever talk about what this was, I guess I just thought you had more class than this." I said motioning to the girl who walked out and put her hand on Jacobs shoulder. She was easy to recognize. Emily Moat. A maid that often helped with things around his house with his family. Disgusting.

Jacobs face got tight when I said he had no class, but I continued anyway. "I guess knowing you have no care for me ill be on my way. I hope father isn't too upset that he lets you go." I finish turning away as I go. Knowing full well that I would never do that. I didnt love him, but I was hurt. But that didnt mean I would try and get his job taken. I just wanted to provoke him. And it worked too, I heard him call my name multiple times and I carried on, yelling apologizes. I didn't care though, I just walked back to the house. Went to my room and tried my best to forget about this night that went horribly wrong.

Notes

Hey yall i hope you like this! I tried to kinda mix things up and make this story placed in the 1800's. Id love to hear yalls opinions. Ill try to get at least 3 chapters a week.

Love yall :x
-Maddy

Hey guys! Im back, 2 years later lol XD anyway i read through my story and found so many flaws I'm going to go though and add, and probably delete a lot! hope if anyone is still reading that you enjoy!