donewithitall
"What are you doing in my house?!" Nadia yelled, eyes raking over the tall hooded figure in her kitchen.
"Put down the bat and I'll tell you."
Nadia blinked in shock, bat falling just an inch. She knew that voice. "Cash?!"
An arm rose and pushed the hood back, revealing a mess of black hair and a wicked grin. "So you've heard of me?"
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Nadia can only be described in two ways.
Sleepy and rude.
That was why she was so stoked for Spring Break. Eleven days of rest, where she could sleep in and finally get some shut eye. She would let nothing get in her way of absolutely no drama and no work.
That is, until a boy breaks into her house and forgets something important on his way out.
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"You're a freak!"
"Mmmhmm, and what else?"
"A rebel!"
"Come on, call me more adjectives in a futile attempt to deny you have feelings for me."