2 days before....

"so what are آپ doing for community service?" harry asked. "i'm going to take care of a little foster girl named hanna."
"aw, you're so sweet." "shut up harry! what are آپ doing?" i asked. "cleaning up the park."
"wow, nice job!" i کہا sarcasticly. I just might just go on and on without introducing my self, so i'll just do that right now. My name is Anabell stwert. A gray-eyed, pixie like, black hair girl. a slight british acsent but when i sing, my voice is like anybody's and the سیکنڈ richest kid in school. even if I am, i'm just as crazy as the others. "speaking of little girls, didn't آپ have a sister named hanna who died?" i asked. "ya, but i'm over it." he said. "there we go, the stronger side of harry james." i کہا as he laughed. "the only reason were doing this is so we can Mrs.G of our backs." i said. "and do آپ even know ANYTHING about this hanna girl?" harry asked. "yep. she was a runaway, right now she's 12 years old, and her mother abusessed her constently. she has stone black eyes, and white white hair." i said. "wow, poor kid." he said. "ya."

>>now....
the دن was almost over, and communinty service was begining and it'll finish in 5 weeks...why 5 weeks? my school is crazy! i think it's just something to raise money. so as my teacher went on and on and on, i talked to harry سے طرف کی passing notes...

HARRY'S NOTE
will she ever shut up?
MY NOTE
well it is community service, she's just happy
HARRY'S NOTE
i know, but still
MY NOTE
don't worry, there's only 5 منٹ of school left...this i'll end soon.

after sending the last note, it was only 3 منٹ till school was over. to keep the time going, i sang a little song in my head over and over again:
A-B-C-D-E-F-G-H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P....

RING!!!!!! the گھنٹی, بیل rang long and hard...
"freedom!" i whisperd. "freedom!!!" harry half yelled. i smiled and put my fist in the air.

>>outside of school...
walking ہوم with harry was my پسندیدہ part of the day. "so when are آپ gonna see this hanna girl?" harry asked. "as soon as i get home. she'll be in my room with her bags."
"she's gonna sleep over?" harry asked worried. "yep, for the whole 5 weeks. why so worried?" i asked as my dress moved side-to-side and my ice cream driped. "i-it's nothing, i just thought that she could hurt you." i rolled my eyes as we got home. "well, time to go bye bye." i said. "actually, can i see this hanna girl first?" he asked.
"why?" i asked
"just to know how she looks like."
"ok?" i کہا as he left me alone.

----HARRY'S POV-----
as i ran up the stairs, i passed سے طرف کی mrs.black. "hi mrs.B!" i shouted. "hello harry!" she said. when i opend the door to anabell's room, i found hanna sitting on the bed, her legs crossed, her hand on her knees, and smiling. "hanna james!"
"hello brother!" she said. "constintly abused?! really?!" i said. "what, i needed an excuese!" she said. "mother is going to kill you!" i said. "were already dead." she said. "i know we are, just keep it a secret ok." i کہا putting my hand on her shoulder. "fine, but if she gets on my nerves, i'm biting her." she said. "no آپ will not. please don't. آپ know how much i love her. don't please."
"fine. you're just lucky i'm a sucker for love." she said. i kissed her check as a thank you.
"i hate when آپ kiss my check." she said.
"to bad!" i herd the door opend and anabell came in with her famous smile. i stood up to introduce them to each other. "hanna meet anabell, anabell meet hanna."