Indy is a sixteen year old living in Pasadena, California. She is an ambitious and creative young teenager who loves tobe a teenager.
She is passionate about art and music and loves to spend timemaking music as she loves heavy metal.
Indy is a high...
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Ophelia is now sixteen years old. She was slender and well-built she had dark blue hair and blue eyes and she was a very beautiful girl. Every guy tried to court her but she turned them down or failed or chickened out.
Ophelia was at her locker when she saw a hot guy and he was sexy for one, he had green eyes and he wore a leather jacket and he was the type to go to rock concerts every weekend and in the summer. He even had black hair. Him:
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He glanced at her and smirked. He walked over and he caged her against her locker but it wasn't threatening. Ophelia blushed. "Hi, Hunter," Ophelia said.
"Hey, baby, wanna be my girlfriend?" Hunter asked. "Straightforward, I like it," Ophelia said. "You like bad boys?" Hunter asked. "You're the coolest and hottest bad boy here," Ophelia said.
Hunter held her chin. "You're cute, and I can protect ya from those jocks," Hunter said. "Will I owe you anything?" Ophelia asked. Hunter chuckled. "You don't owe me anything for having my protection," Hunter said.
Ophelia smiled and Hunter kissed her. Ophelia cupped her chin. He smiled, pressing his lips gently against her forehead. "Just be with me and I'll make it worth your while," he said before stepping away.
Ophelia blushed, feeling her heart racing. She couldn't help but feel a bit excited at the prospect of being able to be with Hunter and feeling as if she was special. "I would love to be with you, Hunter," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Hunter was home and Anttiger saw Hunter. "You're late home." He said as he was helping Lockdown with finding ways to keep the money safe from federal banks from their deals. "Why were you late, Hunter?" Lockdown said.
"I got a new girl, and I drove her home. "What is her name?" Lockdown asked. "Ophelia Prime," Hunter said. "That is our enemy's daughter." Lockdown said.
"I love her, and you know what? We're not the only rich family, the Primes are just as rich as we are." Hunter said. "Fine, you can be with her because she is like us." Lockdown said.
