A/N: Since I lost my notebook with all the important information, I'm warning you guys now that I just skimmed through the whole book and wrote down some important details. So if I missed any please comment them and I'll fix them.❤︎︎✵✩✵✩✵✩✵✩✵✩✵✩✵✩✵✩✵✩✵✩✵✩✵❤︎︎
𝐋𝐞𝐨 𝐯𝐬. 𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥
⁂𖣔 "𝙽𝚘𝚠'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚢-𝚍𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚢." ⁂𖣔
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𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙿𝙾𝚅
The five teens walked down the stairs, stopping in the middle of the hallway where the circular bench was. "Chase, there's no way you can beat Adam arm-wrestling." Leo bluntly stated. "Not with those scrawny noodle arms." Evie stated. She and Bree laughed, fist bumping. "Yeah, it'd be like a chicken wrestling an alligator. All we'll hear is a cock-a-doodle-crunch." Leo added, causing Evie, Adam and Bree to laugh. Chase just looked at them with a straight face.
"They're right, bro. Your spaghetti arms are no match for these meatballs." Adam spoke, flexing his muscles before kissing them. "Hey! When you're done kissing your girlfriends, let's do this." Chase stated. Adam rolled his eyes, dropping his hands before quickly pecking Evie's lips. "Okay, ready." he said, kneeling across from Chase. The two of them rested their elbows on the center of the bench.
"We better back up guys. We're in the splatter zone." Bree said, grabbing Leo and Evie's arms pulling them back slightly. Chase shook his head, rolling his eyes. "Okay, I want a clean match. No whining, screaming, crying, or tap-outs." Leo said, before they all looked at the nerdy bionic boy. "He's talking about you Chase." Evie added. "Shut it, Genie. Let's just do this." Chase replied. "Okay. Three, two, one, go!" Leo exclaimed, taking a step back.
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Strong Love {Adam Davenport X Fem!OC}
FanfictionTwelve years ago, Donald Davenport adopted a three-year old girl, Genevieve Nelson, after her father, Donald's best friend, had passed away. For twelve years, Donald has managed to keep his adoptive daughter out of all the bionic dangers. However...