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Skye Anderson, a fifteen year old. She's shy, smart, and a goody. Skye makes straight a's. Her stepbrother is a totally different person. Clayton Black is seventeen and instead of being a sweet smart guy, he's a player, bad boy, and makes straight F's. Poor Skye has had feelings for him since she set eyes on him. He doesn't care about anything and that's what she fears. He's intimidating, mean, tough. While she's picking flowers from outside. * "Clayton." I squeak as his breath blows onto my face lightly sending chills down my spine. "This isn't right." He growls and he pushes my shirt up and kisses me heavily * A-n eheheh pls vote and stuff. I am really bad at openers but, please follow and vote! (: ~Britt