*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ The year is 2011. A year for parties, sex, drugs, etc. Rory Paisley newly moved to France for a fresh start, a dream that she had wanted since she could remember.
She expected happiness and adventure, something she never had before. What...
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Kidnapping an Heiress by Black Box Recorder
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*･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ Rory*･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
Sage and I headed to the airport a little while ago, listening to our favorite songs, getting hyped up for Paris. Now we are just waiting to get on our flight.
"Can you believe this though." I say while looking up to Sage from scrolling through my tumblr feed as we wait, "I mean yeah, we said we would move to Paris when we were like ten... but for it to actually happen? It's crazy. Fuckin' crazy." I say in disbelief, shaking my head slowly with wide eyes.
"I know babe. It's really fuckin' crazy. And think of all the cool people and delicious food we'll get to try. It's going to be fuckin' epic!" Sage exclaims while stuffing her hand in a bag of ruffle potato chips she bought at a nifty shop at the airport we are in.
"Well, now that we are kind of on the subject... do you want to know who came over before we left for the airport today?" I say with annoyance now very obviously in my tone by only just thinking about it. The fact this man can make my mood go from an ultimate high to a raging low, baffles me. Truly. It does.
She gives me an accusing look and nods her head slowly while putting her bag of chips down, wiping her greasy hands on her baggy jeans, ready to hear whatever I have to lay on her. I can just tell she's knows this is not going to be good.
"Okay, so Colto-" I couldn't even finish my sentence before she cuts me off, already pissed off that I would even say his name.
"What! Fucking Colton! What did he want, huh? I hope you kicked his ass. That fucking prick. Better be glad I wasn't there to whip him a new one. God knows he deserves it." She whisper screams at me like a maniac while shaking her head. "I've got major good karate skills. He better watch his fuckin' back. I took a class, ya' know. About to get my black belt actually. I even kicked a 12 year olds ass. I could surely take on Colton any day." She then says while doing fake karate hands and then picking up her bag of chips again taking a deep breath in to calm herself down. After a few seconds, she gestures with her hand for me to pick up where she cut me off.
