I looked into Quinn's eyes as she was frantically trying to get blood of my face.
"Quinn, I'm fine.." I said slightly laughing.
"No you're not!" She dipped a napkin into water and wiping my face.
Quinn was sweet, fearless, and perfect. She wasn't afraid and hated when she became weak. She loved to explore and imagine far away worlds. She was my best friend as a child because she create the most amazing games. She had endless questions and endless dreams, she wanted to discover the unknown.
I looked up at Quinn. "He's such a jerk.." I huffed.
Quinn wasn't listening, she never listened when she was focused. She was focused on fixing my face.
"Quinn?"
"Hmm..Yes?" She nodded.
I shook my head. "Nothing.." I sighed.
Her beautiful eyes were focused and she was biting her pink flushed lips.
I knew everything about her. She never wore dresses except for important things. She was always in jeans, her favorite pair. Her favorite food was her mom's lasanga and she loved her father's homemade choolate. She loved music and nature, she's always was discovering new things in nature.
Next day
I woke up groggily, feeling crappy. Quinn walked in and weakly smiled.
"You've been asleep all day..," She softly laughed, 'Do you feel any better?"
"I-I guess.." I muttered and rubbed my head.
"Good because you're it!" She poked me and laughed
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One Exception *Discontinued*
FantasyFor Shawn Marcs, talking to girls is hard, but Quinn Aeryn Locket is the exception. Quinn, his best friend, has turned into a beautiful young lady. She's perfect in his mind. She's witty, beautiful, and so sweet and innocent. He wants her and when s...
