A Thief's Honour

A Thief's Honour

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Ever wonder what it would be like to steal? No, not in the kleptomaniac sense. More in the Robin Hood sense. Doing a sin for the greater good, how deliciously paradoxical is that? Now, imagine being me. A sixteen-year-old who has lived in the clutches of his father for way too long. I wish to bring about a change to this world and in the process learn to become my own person. So, how did I decide to do it? I joined a modern-day thief's guild with my best friend, Tristan. It was a stupid idea. At least there's Josie (she's the love interest; she's very scary). The two of us are from completely different worlds and yes, that's going to have an impact on our relationship (I doubt you can call it a relationship; all I know is that it's not very healthy). There might also be a jealous third party, or Tristan might just be making things up for his own entertainment. This is my coming-of-age story. I will try to avoid cliché's (or give note of them where they are due), I will try to tell the whole truth (sorry if I leave out some things, Tristan, but I don't exactly have the line of sight that your towering height provides) and I will try to convince you that whoever you are and whatever your circumstances, you can always turn it around. Credit for my cover goes to FrostyTheYeti.
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"Oh," he said, as my back hit the wooden wall. Damn it, of course. With nowhere to go, his arms locked me in between him and the wall. He stared down at me as he said, "So you're trying to piss me off?" His lips were surprisingly close to mine. No guy would ever be this close to me in real life, let alone me being able to handle it; I would've been so timid and afraid. But this was the dream world. I could speak and be as brave as I wanted to. "Yeah, I am," I said. "What are you gonna do about it?" He paused as his eyes looked between the two of mine. Then, he smirked and swiftly closed the gap between our lips. ~~ In a small town in New York, Hazel is your average quiet type. In a school full of clichés, she falls perfectly under the category of "nerd" and has her own little nerdy group of people she loves to hang around. They respect the fact that she's non-verbal. The thing that plagued her, surprisingly, is not her inability and refusal to speak, but her ability to go through anybody and everybody's dreams. This is not something she can control, nor something that's necessarily dangerous. It just happens. One second she's in darkness, the next second she happens to be in someone's dream. But, when she stumbles into a dream of a guy she never knew existed in her grade of 500 students, albeit his popular status, both her worlds get flipped upside down.

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