'Emmet, don't move.' I pronounced every syllable carefully and slowly. The bear cocked his head at the sound of my voice, but she also took a step back, where as I took a step forward; standing my ground. I still had the stone in my hand. I straightened my back and gave a scream and a well thrown heave of the stone. Watched the rock hit the momma bear in the nose and heard a yell, 'GET OUT OF HERE!' and smiled in satisfaction as she pushed her cubs in front of her and ran.
'wow.'
Emmet! I almost forgot he was there! I swiveled around on one foot and there stood the bad boy, with his strategically messed up hair, wide eyed and stunned. It was more than stunned- he was in awe.
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Dying love.
Romancewell ALex- a normal 15 yeah old girl- finds a note on a fallen tree, her life turns upside down. she traces her steps back to the glowing embers of the fire she left; but on the way she finds a dying boy. what can alex do? can she save him?
