Jason McAllister is just another popular guy with pretty good looks and rock-hard abs.
For him, the definition of life was simple
-Parties, Luxuries, Girls and so on...
Until somehow he got lost in the middle of nowhere
With a strange girl who's...
But what about her? Where the hell is her family? At the moment, my mind was somewhere else. Sensing my look of despair, she explained in simple words, 'C'mon, don't be afraid. Look, it's Natasha Petrakis. Oh, and from Faithwills'. Wow...She could actually read minds!
'Faithwills? I've never heard of it!', I said. 'Just like me', she said, beaming at me. 'I mean, me not knowing about your place too', she added thinking that I didn't get her. Okay, she's a find little girl. Whatever! But the house...
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It looked kinda like haunted or something like that. It brought me the chills. But is she could live here all by herself, well maybe I could too... With that thought in my head, I followed her into a room in the corner. 'There's only a bedroom in here. So I'll sleep on the couch in the living room. Alright?', she raised her eyebrows.
I was about to disagree with her. But then she asked, 'You have never heard of me?' Then she folded her ams on her chest. What? How would I ever hear of her. This is like, the first time I've ever known that a person like this even existed. 'No', I replied.
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She hardened her gaze. 'Not even once? Sure the name doesn't ring any bells?', she asked again. How am I supposed to know about her? What is she saying? 'Nay, I don't think so. Why wo—', I was stopped there by her. 'I think it might've been in the papers and all. Oh my goodness! Do you wanna hear the story?', she almost jumped while saying this.
Who's story? I was about to express my curiosity. But even before I could ask her anything, she started. She didn't wait for my reply or anything. She just sent on with the story and thus, the tale of Natasha freaking Petrakis was told.
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