Cupcakes Are Killers

Cupcakes Are Killers

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Cupcakes. A delectable treat (almost!) everyone loves. They have the ability to make you swirl with emotions. The ooey-gooey batter can make your taste buds melt with delight. The floaty frosting can make you feel like doing a thousand backflips. And one of the best things of all: the colors! Every bite is a new vibrant adventure through the many layers of deliciousness. Most think this. Maybe all the people in the world, perhaps! Except for Cora York. Her family owns the famous bakery, York and Co. Cakes, where they create works of art, all made of flour and other natural ingredients. The bakery is her life, for it is where she works, learns, and lives; considering the fact that her family owns the apartment directly above their first and most well-known shop. One day, Cora decides it's all too much. The constantly trying numerous new flavors and recipes, almost never having any free-time to herself, and her strangely childlike parents who honestly might be less mature than Cora herself. So, she packs up her things and moves to the cozy suburb of Wilson, Illinois. But the new life she dreamed of is nothing like the one she stumbled upon. ~~~~~ A story not meant to make you cry, but to make you delighted. And maybe make you want to sink your teeth into a tasty cupcake!
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"What the hell did you do!?" I heard a feminine voice behind me. I groaned and turned around to meet a very angry face. I have never seen a girl this pissed before and honestly speaking, I am a little bit afraid. "She knew what she was getting into. Everyone knows I am player and I never stick to one girl." I shrugged and turned around to walk away. I didn't even take one step when I felt a firm hand on my t-shirt. She took a fist full of my shirt and turned me around so I was facing her. She then held my collar. Damn, she is almost the same height as me and if I would have been any normal guy, I would be terrified of her. "You don't treat girls like trash, asshole. She has feelings, she is not some toy that you got bored from after playing for a while. Apologize to her." She said through gritted teeth pointing towards Leah who was crying her eyes out. I noticed the crowd that started forming around us. I shrugged her hand away from my t-shirt and glared at her. "I will not apologize to anyone." I said slowly through gritted teeth. She is starting to piss me off. No one clashes me and no one stands against me. Even though I am new here, everyone knows that. I saw her eyes go blank and before I could duck, her fist made contact with my face and I felt sharp pain coursing through my nose. I held my nose tight and felt warm liquid flowing to my lips. Olivia Claire is a 16 year old high scholar. She is a fighter who never took anyone's shit and is famous for it. She mostly minds her own business occasionally helping people that might need her. Carter Grayson is a 16 year old guy recently transferred to Olivia's high school. Tall, handsome guy with lean figure, hazel eyes, brown hair and smile to die for. He has been known to be a player in his last high school and he plans on continuing that identity. So, what happens when a typical bad boy clashes with a not-so-nerd bad girl.

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