When I punched him, I expected myself to feel bad, but no, I felt alive.
His hood fell from his face, and no wonder he can ruin lives.
He was a heartbreaker.
He was beautiful.
Sharp cheekbones, bright blue eyes and a carefully made hairstyle, which un-knowingly, he ran fingers through-very often.
He was tanned, and his body build told me that he works out.
He could even model.
If only...
"Oh Tommy, respect is earned, not given..." I smirked at his slightly bruised face.
Dang.
It only made him more attractive.
"Well, well, is that a challenge Gracie?" He taunted me.
"You bet, Tommy." I kissed my fingers and tapped my index finger on his nose.
"I always win, Gracie."
"We will see about that. Au revoir." I blew him a kiss.
He won't know what will hit him.
This is war.
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Model Behaviour
Teen FictionWhen Gracie Evans, a sixteen year old who moves into a America, because of her parents fame, she becomes a more prettier, smarter and better version of herself, not knowing the consequences of being the head model for Evanline Apparel, she does not...
