Unleash the Shy Girl

Unleash the Shy Girl

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Manhattan. Manhattan? Why on earth Manhattan? We could've gone anywhere in the world and she chose Manhattan. The place holds so many memories, if she wanted to get rid of everything, why come back to the place where everything is held. Tomorrow is Sunday and the day after that is Monday, which means it's our first day at school. A new school. Yay. I never had any friend and I'm not planning on having ones here. You see, I'm not like most of the teenagers around. I don't party and hang out with people, who talks all day long about anything that comes to mind. I would rather stay at home all day with my nose in a book, in my bed with a cup of hot coco, a jar of ice-cream and a bowl of popcorn. That's my idea of fun. I don't talk much either. I only speak if it's really nessisary and that's only when I talk to my siblings. That's it. I don't need to waste my voice on other things or other people and... I might lose my ability to speak if I get confronted. Well, this is basically me for now. There isn't much of me to know so no need to worry about me. So just stick around for a new part of my life. Who knows, maybe I'll surprise you and me both. xx Mel
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I shrunk back into my seat as his head snapped towards me. He looked like his head was going to fall off. His eyes were blazing with rage. His face was set into an icy glare. His fists that rested on the table were clenched so hard his knuckles were white. As he stood from his chair so did I. I felt like the prey to the biggest predator in the jungle. I took two steps back for every stride he took towards me. I gulped again before shaking me head. "She's just joking Ace." my voice quivered as I took another two steps back. "How do I know that?" he sneered down at me, his body towering over me. As I went to take another step backwards, my back made contact with the wall behind me. Well great. Now I'm cornered. This is just typical. ............................................................. One girl moves to the big apple after her family disintegrates around her. All she has left is her one brother. Well, that's what she thought. She attends college like a normal girl and even gains a job on the side with someone who just so happens to be her neighbor. One man has lived in a house most of his adult life. He owns multiple clubs and watched as his family disintegrated around him. All he has left is his sister. A small fragile girl moves next door and he finds himself infatuated. He lands her a job... As his assistant. He is dangerous. She is sly. He is rude. She is sweet. He can not lie and not get away with it. She can make any lie seem like the sweetest truth. She is a bad girl that hasn't been caught. He is a great catcher. Read to find out their twisted story.

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