Some say to keep your friends close but your enemies closer but who's to say they are not all the same? A girl with a killer attitude literally is set forth on a dangerous mission to kill.
This girl is anything but normal, she was trained f...
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Warm and muscular arms wrapped around my waist as I was randomly pulled into a dark room. A gasp escaped my lips as I looked up at the psycho rapist killer...
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I looked up to meet the gaze of beautiful chocolate brown eyes and a warm smile.
"GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME YOU PSYCHO RAPIST KILLER!" I screamed out pushing the male specimen off of me.
The boy looked down at me with confusion written on his face.
A burst of laughter began to echo the halls of the elegant looking classroom.
The boy in front of me was not laughing so who is it?
I stepped back cautiously turning my head to meet a set of beautiful blue eyes.
The same blue eyes that remind me of my mom the same eyes of the target that I must kill.
The ocean blue eyed man was bursting out into laughter as he began slapping his knee laughing like a school girl.
"What are you laughing at punk!" I screamed out raising my fist towards him anger radiating off of me in waves.
"Julian, Lucas where are you?!?!" A familiar voice rang out.
Before I knew it I was face first on the marble floor of the classroom as an oomph escape my lips as a large body covered mine.
"Get off of me you fat monkey!" I screamed out.
I turned over to meet the gaze of Ryder once more, this time he was found on top of me.
I pushed Ryder's chest off of mine as I glared at him watching as he stumbled back onto the ground away from me.
After I turned my gaze to meet the gaze of the blue eyed boy Julian once more this time he was no longer laughing he looked blank.
I continued to look at Julian trying to decipher what he was feeling and what he was thinking but nothing just blank nothingness like an abyss.
