PHANTOM *On Hold*

PHANTOM *On Hold*

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"You aren't going to drop it are you?" He asks quietly. "You know I can't do that." I reply in an equally soft voice. Percival's brow furrows and his eyes flick to the door behind me. He jerks his chin towards the hall and walks away from the meeting room. After we turn a corner he looks at me. "You are going after him, aren't you?" I nod my head in silence. From behind me Elle taps my shoulder. I look back at her questioningly. Her eyes are alight with a fire I have only seen a handful of times in anyone. The kind of fire that can burn a city to the ground. Sparked by determination and rage, it is a fire that can drive a normal person to do extraordinary things. I know what she wants before she opens her mouth to speak.
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"Oomph!" The sound rushed out of my mouth as the door opened before I could reach the handle and my body hit a wall. I took a step back and realized that it wasn't in fact a wall, but instead a very attractive male. I looked up at his head to see a very messy, but sexy, mop of black hair on top of his head. When I looked closer, I noticed that his hair was a very deep brown that was probably often mistaken for black. My gaze traveled downward to his eyes, where I found two deep, ocean blue eyes looking back at me. My gaze travelled farther down to his crooked nose, to which I assumed came from too many fights. My eyes finally found his pink, very plump lips, which were turned into a sneer. "You have got to be kidding me!" His pink lips said in a very offensive voice. My eyes turned questioning as I looked back up into his eyes. "Whatever, lets finish this. I, Ashton Carter, reject you, as my mate." He, or Ashton, said with venom lacing his voice. He quickly turned and walked down the now vacant hallway with no glance back. Rejection? On my first day? The first person I make eye contact with at this school, rejects me. I guess that's how this school works, if the hottest boy in school rejects you, you're a nobody. So much for making friends, or mates, or whatever they call people at this school. I shake those ocean blue eyes out of my head and continue into the office to start my new life.

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