"We're hoooooome!" Toby calls as soon as he pulls me into a medium sized house. It was made of wooden planks, modestly blending into the surrounding woodland. A girl and a boy poked their heads out of separate rooms, then smiled and emerged.
The boy was shorter than me, long brown hair tumbling in curls down his forehead. He was a teensy bit tubby, puberty still painting his face in the form of a few pimples. He wore an old sweatshirt, ripped jeans, and had bare feet. This guy couldn't be more than seventeen, and he looked oddly familiar... And so did the girl.
She was about a foot shorter than me and really thin. She had cloudy blue eyes and a sweet yet devilish grin on her face. A scar cut through her smirking lip, and she hid her face behind a baggy black hoodie and loose jeans.
"So... You found number 15, huh?"
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The Girl that Never Wins
FanfictionMaggie is many things. A mother, a friend, a... monster? She struggles between how she IS and how she WAS while slowly falling for the most impossible of boys. How can she survive when her blood-covered hands are still ready to kill? How can she fi...
