Playing with fire

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Okay, this is my first time writing anything that isn't for ap English.

I have an idea what I'm doing but if you have any suggestions, let me know.

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Part 1

Rashel has hated this small little town ever since she was forced to move back here after her father died. Too many bad memories wash over her every time she thinks about the past six years. She was 18 now, packed up ready to go back to the small town where her father taught at the college, and start her first year in college.

I had brown curly hair that fell to my lower back, tan skinned, thank god for my Mexican genes, and green eyes I had inherited from my grandpa. We were the only two who had them. It was blue on the outer rings and green in the middle. Of course I had had my set of guys who had been obsessed with my eyes and body, but they didn't matter. I had one thing in mind, and that was getting my career so I can have the things I wanted and worked for in life.

A 7 hour drive, in my convertible Chrysler I had worked my ass off for,to south Texas. I could smell the palm trees now. I was going home.

*Erik's POV*

"Can you believe it man? We actually got into college!" I heard Daniel shout to me, but I wasn't listening. Looking around the campus, I knew I was destined to be here. I had no problem getting into college. I'm a straight A student. Was I a nerd? Hell no, I was the 'it' guy at my school, you know. Hot, athlete, smart, and got the girls at the parties.

"Are you listening to me man?" Daniel bugged. "Yeah man, sorry. Some cute blonde caught my attention crossing the street." I gave him that look. My game face look. It's only just beginning.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 24, 2013 ⏰

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