Two Gangs and a Golden Girl

"I didn't ask to be in the middle of your ego-battle," I grumble. Blake pins me to my locker, hands resting on either side of my head. "Well, you got it in anyway, Darling," he whispers. His face is inches away from mine and damn me for licking my lips. I am NOT falling for these guys. And then, at the corner of my e...

The Art of Love

"Charlotte! stop..." he shouted. The tears at the brim of my eyes. "What do you want!?" I shouted back. My heart racing. "I want to help you" he murmured. "You should've thought of that before!" I shot back before I raced out of the hall and rushed to my car. I hoped it wasn't too late... ••• Charlotte Anderson lived...