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Sitting in my bed still half asleep, I checked my phone... Zack still hasn't called me yet. I know I left very suddenly but he has to be use to that now? I've left him more than once to go do a job and he usually calls a few hours afterwards. Zack doesn't know about my job and weirdly he never asks where I went, he just keeps on like nothing happened. With a sigh I stood up and went to search for some food. As if Kathy hear my pray, she stood over the stove making pasta. She gave me a plate and we ate in silent. Feeling bored I decided to go to the beach so I stood up, washed my plate and told her I'm going out.
The beach was beautiful. I laid down and called Zack. The phone just kept ringing and ringing but he did not answer. I knew something was wrong but what could I do when I'm miles away. Feeling sick and tired, I fell on back into the sand just starting at the sky. I felt my eyes shut and I drifted to sleep.
I woke up only to find the most beautiful eyes starting at me. "Are you okay miss?" I stare into his green eyes and I felt my cheeks heating up I look around only to find the sun to be gone and the moon in its place. I laughed awkwardly " yes, I just fell asleep in the beach, nothing weird". His laugh was deep and I swear it is the most beautiful thing I have ever heard. Realizing my thoughts, I spoke my self back to reality. I stood up without a word and started walking home. I saw the mysterious guy running to my side and held out his hand." hey. My name is Trace " keeping my tone flat, I gave him a short and rude reply hoping he would get the message "I'm Sage ". " Where you from Sage?" we stopped at the end of the street. I only had to go around the block and I will be at the house... I turned around and looked at him... " so are you going to answer me"? he asked a little confused. I look at him with a hard face." Stay away from me, you don't want to know me or be in my life " I yelled at home. I turned around and walked away. I can't let some guy distract me form my job.

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My Black Rose
פרוזהAJ Smith isn't your average girl... She has a job to do... A job that might be the end of her. What happens when her heart interferes with her job.