Wicken chewed on his pen cap while he scribbled in the book. His handwriting was no doubt illegible. On a good day it was difficult enough to read, but when he didn't take his time it was even worse. What he cared about most was getting everything down on paper as quickly as possible, not how neatly it had been written.
The sooner it was all out of his head and behind him, the sooner he could move on to better things.
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Teen FictionIt's been three months since Chevelle Donahue, Wicken Sanders, and Timber Hudson were taken from Earth by the Achlivans - an alien race kidnapping humans in the name of preserving as much of Earth as possible before it is destroyed. Wicken has been...
