Chapter Two- Will it REALLY Work Out?
Piera walked down to the Catacombs and saw Holt. She ran up to him.
"YO PIERA!" Holt said.
"Bonjour, Holt!" Piera said, smiling.
Holt grabbed Piera's hand. They walked around the Catacombs and talked.
"So Holt, I have question. And I want an honest answer." Piera said.
"Okay." He said.
"Is this supposed do be a date, Mon'Amie?" Piera asked.
"Pff... um.. no..." Holt lied. He scratched the back of his head.
"Holt." Piera said. She stared at him for a few seconds.
"Um. yeah.." He said, nervously.
"Je vous aime, Holt." Piera blushed.
"I really like te too." He accidentally blurt out.
Piera walked closer to him.
Operetta walked da and saw. She hid behind a bacheca to watch and listen.
Holt smiled and blushed.
Rochelle watched as well. She shook her head in anger.
"So te like me back?" Piera asked.
"Yup." Holt blurted out.
Piera leaned in and kissed him.
Rochelle stomped up to them in anger.
Operetta giggled. She had never seen Rochelle as angry as right now.
"Piera what are te doing???" Rochelle asked.
"Rochelle, where did te come from?"Piera asked.
"Not important. Piera, come on." Rochelle said.
"No. Rochelle, I will not. te cannot force me to." Piera
said.
Rochelle just kept walking with Piera.
Holt stood there in confusion.