"Noah! You dick! You wanna fight well here I am" he stops in his tracks and chuckles before turning around to face me "I don't fight girls" I scoffed "neither do I but look what I'm doing right now" He narrows his yes "did you just call me a girl?" "What fuck did you think I said, fight me or be a pussy, your choice" He stomped over to me, his friends trying to hold him back I threw my bag on the ground as I watched him come closer, he shoves me but I do worse, I tackle him Just coz I'm a girl doesn't mean I can't fight "Miley! Get off him!" Everybody starts screaming "Let him go!"

Our country depends on electricity and machinery. It impacts our daily lives. Now how would you feel it that was stripped from you? Would you be able to survive living in a world where cities stand tall, but powerless. But it's all just a test right? ☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆ So this was something that I wrote for school. There are some minor corrections made, but please tell me if I forgot any. As of now it stands as a short story. Depending on how much everyone likes it I might continue it..? ---------------------------------------------- 2015 Copyright DestroyThePretender

In the era where swords rule, where women consider their modesty their greatest virtue. Where a man would kill to find his wife warming another mans bed, a time when women would consider it the greatest of adultery or fornication to warm a bed other than her husbands. A time when an honorable man guards his gaze, for his gaze is solely for his wife alone, as well as his heart. He's feared, ruthless, cold, heartless, manipulative, cunning, a rake. Or so they assume... She's beautiful yet silent, not by a defect, she simply dislikes to mingle with gossip.Yet she has emotional scars that no one sees behind her smile, but a few. Cover by @forcade