Maybe he isn't such a bitch.......
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Harry. He's new. A small town and school like this notices him from a mile away. But why is he so different and self-reserved? His eyes turn darker than usual at times, reflexes incredulously fast, and sometimes it intrigues me. But what's this boy's deal? He seems to be hiding something...
[In the process of being edited and re-written.] "His strident voice cuts through the silence and a chill laces through my cells. In his naturally taunt voice, my name sounds like a death sentence. His pale brown eyes appear as black holes in the shadows and he stands tall, his shoulders squared, hands tucked into the...