"So, are you in?" he asked, his tone gentle, but the patience in his voice was slipping.
She took a moment to mull it over, and finally met his piercing blue eyes.
"Yes," she replied, with a shaky breath, and he let out a contented sigh.
"But under 1 condition," she began, her voice unwavering, "you can't fall in love with me."
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All her life, the one thing Maddie knew best was saying goodbye. Due to the fact that her mother was a travel agent, and her father was the head of an international corporation, they were always on the move.
When Maddie's parents are given a case for which they can't move for a certain period of time, Maddie is forced to adapt to the wild lifestyle that LA has to offer.
Soon she finds herself a bit overwhelmed. With balancing her new life, and trying to get the hang of living like a normal teenager.
But once she steps foot into the notorious, posh, one and only Danforth Prep., the crazy doesn't end.
When the "Queen B", Arabelle Smith, finds Maddie a threat to her and Zac, the boy she's been hopelessly crushing on forever, her and her posse go out of their way to do anything and everything to make Maddie's life a living hell.
The thing is, the second Zac lays his eyes on Maddie, something, almost like some magnetic force, makes him want to get to know her, and maybe even be more than just friends.
So when an idea so crazy pops into Zac's head, he can only hope she'll agree.
But if saying goodbye is Maddie's signature move, will the plan be worth it in the end?
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Written by @apricitys.
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"What is this?" He asked, not even bothering to look at the canvas in front of me. Instead, his eyes were locked in mine.
I swallowed my saliva, chills running down my spine. I felt my palms getting sweaty as my legs nervously started bouncing up and down. Without giving me time to answer, he took a step closer to me, eyes still locked in mine. Each time he inched closer, I used my right foot to slowly push myself and the stool back. It seemed to be the only option to get away from him; until he forced his hands below the sides of my thighs, holding the stool in place. He released a soft chuckle as he eyed me from my eyes, down to my lips.
"You're beautiful," he said. From his voice, I couldn't tell if he was being serious, or messing around. It sounded sincere, however there was a smirk on his face. The smirk that he always has on his face when he's found an amusing target.
Then he averted his attentions back to my eyes. His expressions softened up the moment his eyes landed back on mine. His smirk disappeared.
I cleared my throat and broke the eye contact. I looked down at my palms as I rubbed the sweat against my jeans, "What do you want, Landon?" I asked, almost whispering.
I felt his hand brushing against my right cheek, as he tilts my chin up to look back at him. His messy brown hair, his light blue eyes and his pink soft lips were just centimeters from mine. I felt his breath lingering on the upper tip of my lip. In a panic, I pressed my palms against his chest and push him off.
He stumbled back with a surprised look on his face.
"Aubrey."
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Landon Carthy is an arrogant boy, who knowns to have absolutely no care in the world. Making girls suffer feels great to him. But what happens when a new girl in town becomes one of his victims? Will she allow him to walk upon her like all the other girls do?