Kiera watched as Gray strolled into school with his popular group of friends. She was standing alone at her locker, looking at the boy with pure disgust. Her backpack weighed down her shoulders as she pulled another book out.
She could hear all the girls around her whispering to each other how hot Gray was, and someone so perfect could go to their school. Everyone watched as he laughed with his friends, playfully hitting them on the shoulder, and dropping a piece of paper onto the ground. Too many people fell onto the ground to pick it up to him and be honored with his attention.
She couldn't wait to tell them how imperfect he was. That he was more like a hurricane, wrecking everything in his path.
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Hurricane
Short StoryGray Adkins was the perfect boy. Every parent wanted a child like him, and that aggravated Kiera Jonson so much. She known him for years, and she knew that he changed a lot. She was determined to see the real side of him - a side he wants no one to...
