[ Author's Note;
Okay, so there's going to be cussing/swearing-whatever you prefer to call it. There will be SPELLING AND GRAMMAR ERRORS! I hope you can look past those. And there may or may not be Sexual Imagery. If there is, I'll give you a heads up. Although, it won't be anything major.
Also, please DO NOT steal any of this. I've worked hard on coming up with everything for it, and I'm still putting all of my effort into making this semi-good, so once again, I'm begging you NOT to steal this and try to make it your own. Plus, I'm going to make it rightfully MINE very SOON!
ENJOY LADIES AND GENTS! -Kate♥. ]
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Worming my way through the crowd of people that were practically all crammed together in Brentwood High School's hallway, I felt myself relax just a tad bit. The longer it takes for my old classmates to notice me, the better. I wasn't ready to hear whatever rude remarks they had in store for me just yet. As long as no one notices me, I'm all in the clear.
I spoke too soon.
Right when I was at the centre of the crowd, my eyes landed on two very familiar boys sprawling on the floor, both trying to punch each other. The sight of them going at it -not in a dirty way- was highly amusing to watch, but someone had to break them apart. Judging by all of the students crowding the hall, with their phones in hand, they weren't planning to make a move to break up this fight.
Letting out an exasperated sigh of annoyance and frustration, I marched my happy butt over to them, trying to ignore all of the gasps and whispering that happened as soon as people were aware of my presence, and lightly kicked one of the boy's hip. "You two are aware that you're causing quite a scene, right?" I asked, my tone of voice holding nothing but irritation.
Both the boys froze at the sound of my voice before they both scurried up off of the tiled floor as fast as possible. Once they seen proof that I was indeed very much real and not just a figment of their imagination, they both lunged at me and tackled me to the floor in a bear hug.
Gasping for air, I squirmed underneath their heavy bodies. They weren't sports freaks for nothing, that's for damn sure. I wasn't sure if it was their muscles that were squishing me more, or if it was their actual fat. Sheesh, the two of them put together, weighs a lot more than I'd have ever expected by just a quick glance at them.
"What are you two idiots doing?" an all too familiar voice asked my brothers, causing my whole body to become stiff as a board.
Suddenly, my brothers jumped up, taking me with them. When they flung me up onto my feet, I stumbled a little bit and nearly fell back down on my butt, but luckily, I managed to grab somebody's shirt in both my hands and steady myself.
Even more gasps and whispering surrounded me -or should I say us- and my brows furrowed in confusion as I stared at a very muscular chest. A chest that my brothers could never possess. My eyes trailed up just a little ways and stopped when they reached broad shoulders. Neither one of my brothers were so tall.
Swallowing my nerves and putting on my emotionless mask, I unwillingly looked up at the most attractive face I've ever seen. My brothers definitely didn't have a face like that, otherwise I'd surely drool over them -as gross as that sounds.
Zachary Ryder stood in front of me, looking completely different than he did five years ago when we were just thirteen year old idiots. He was no longer the scrawny, short boy who needed his older brother's protection from all the bullies out there in this world. He was no longer the boy that I could tease about being so short and skinny.
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Novela Juvenil"People change. It's a fact of life, Ryder." Escaping the tight grasp her mother has had on her for the past five years, Chloe Heartland is able to return home to her father. Problem is, she isn't exactly accepted back into what once was her happy f...
