The picture- Shayla, if her hair was purple I guess??? Jk,jk, just a random pic!
Shayla is sitting here on the floor staring at me and blushing. Blushing! Is Shayla Wells blushing. I studied her. Her hair was messy in a cute way. Her shirt and jeans hugged her, showing off her perfectly. I take back cute. We had been training, so we can get back her parents. We had just finished our third round of our fake fight, and Shayla had beat me. I am sitting here staring at her, as she looks up at me. She is hot. Sizzling hot. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Way more beautiful then Lucia. Lucia. My ex lover,traitor, and friend. She had seemed so innocent, but was so cruel to me. She had led me along, only to trap me with her father, Lucifer himself. That was the fight those 130 year ago. Oh Lucia, why did you trick me, and scar me so bad?
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I is sitting on the floor looking up at Zeke. He is staring at me, looking happy, but his eyes were sad and pained.
"Zeke."
Zeke did not answer. I got up and walking over to him, wrapping my arm around his shoulder.
"Ze, what's wrong?"
Zeke sighed.
"Nothing Shayla." He muttered.
"Zeke."
"Shayla, it's nothing!" He yelled and walked out of the room.
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I don't know why i yelled at Shayla. She looked to hurt when I walked out on her. Ah well. I was walking around the park, kicking a stone when I heard a crack behind me. I whipped around to see the unexpected.
Behind me a tall girl with pitch black want hair.
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Runaway
Ficção Geral15 year old twins Shayla and Zayla have grown up in a foster family for as long as they can remember. But when strange things start happening to them, and their little sister disappears, Shayla has to learn the truth, about them and their family.
