They both never felt included, Always felt lost.
She had a crooked crown
He had a unloaded gun.
She was royal.
He was a gang leader.
Alvah was born into a royal family . She was set to marry a prince and become queen and king. Into she got sick of t...
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Out of breath full on panting, on the grass. I had just run the track 1 time. Everyone else ran it 5 times. I knew I was out of shape but I didn't know I was that out of shape.
"I'm dying" I breathed out while Liz looked down confused.
"They didn't make you royally workout or something" Liz asked sitting next to where I was dying.
I caught my breath and turned my neck to look at her, "As long as you were skinny they didn't care" I shrugged, my mother obviously cared about how I looked more than me.
Elijah then announced everyone to go to the inside gym, there's more! I just sat there looking dumb.
"There's more?" I asked getting off the grass, I dusted myself off as Elijah just nodded.
I could tell Elijah was very Anti-social. He didn't really come out a lot. Very slim with physical touch. It's almost like something is bothering him. I'm somewhat good at reading people, but what's funny is I can't even read myself as weird as that sounds.
I walked to the gym about ready to pass out, making me wonder how the hell did I run away.
"Today we are shooting targets, I want everyone to at least get a headshot" Brandon ordered, Brandon is Elijah childhood best friend, being his beta basically. Brandon was funny and outgoing, making me wonder how the hell did they become friends.
Elijah then dropped a gun in my hand, As the heavy metal hit my hand, I felt powerful.
I never had a stance when I shot, I just aimed and pulled.
"Your stance is off" Elijah observed coming from behind scaring the living shit out of me. "oh" was all I said, kind of just standing there awkwardly.
"May I?" Elijah asked in consent and I nodded. Next thing I know huge hands were on my lower hip. "You gotta slightly turn" Elijah then softly turned.
His hand continued to slide down to my upper thigh. "Step out some more," he said, patting my right thigh.
"Raise your arms to your target," Elijah said, holding my hand over the gun.
"And shoot" he whispered in my ear, feeling a little baffled. I pulled the trigger. The loud pow made me
Jump back. As a little gun powder got on me.
Elijah had stepped back by then.
I looked at the target to see I made a headshot. "I did it!" I exclaimed, jumping up like a kid on Christmas.
Elijah just stood there with a smirk on his face, which was surprising to me seeing he barely smiled
"You're smiling" I teased, setting the gun down.
"No" Elijah said going back to his expressionless face
I shrugged before walking out of the gym thing, I wondered what am I going to do, I got a text. I bought myself a burner phone.
