The Angels
I didn’t really want to leave Vera, but you truly could not keep the NW division waiting. They were the most valuable of all rebel divisions and definitely my favorite group. The NW or north west division of rebels were the best spies. The north west division included almost 30 rebels, 17 of them were women. They ranged from the age of 15 to the age of 19. I loved this group, and they definitely loved me. At least half of them did. When I got to the campsite three girls squealed, ran to me, and pulled me away from Vera. She looked so lost... I was going to turn back and explain to her what was happening but the girls, as frilly and sweet as they looked, were very strong. Well, they were warriors of course...
The girls took me under a blue flurd tree and were giggling and squealing about how they got here and their adventure, how hard it was to keep their hair neat with all the craziness. Which led to how cute my hair was and as much as I loved the topic of me, I wasn’t truly listening. All I could think of was how Vera looked under the blue leaves, her green eyes glistening and her curly black hair leaning unto the trunk, she was so beautiful. How didn’t I notice that before? I knew she was cute...but she looked breathtaking. I just could not stop staring at her. She looked like an angel.
(Yeah, I know I said there were no more really short ones. But whatever. I'm a liar. No but for real I am so sorry guys.)
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Teen FictionWhen I held it tight, I seemed to be lifted off my feet. Wait, I was floating. Oh my gosh, I was floating. I kept going up, and when I put it on... There was an explosion. I felt my body seem lighter and felt like my muscles were fluff...
