A to Z
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When school ended, A escaped the detention room with masterful ease and ran to his motorbike. To his surprise, Z was there. She was sitting on his bike with her feet on the handlebars and her hands behind her head. When she noticed A running towards her, Z stood up, stretched, and bowed to him with a flourish. A stood shocked for a second and then regained his composure to grab her hand and pull her towards his chest. "You're taller up close," he whispered into her ear then spun out to grab his helmet and an extra for Z, "Take this and I will show you something amazing." "Okay, Ace, show me your world," Z hopped on the back of his bike and grabbed his waist as he began to ride off. The wind swept across her face and her bleached hair whipped out behind her. A was driving very fast, "So," Z yelled, "are you going to tell me where you are taking me? Or will I just have to trust you?" "Trust me!" A said, "Believe me, you'll like it!"
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"I'll leave you alone." His words filled the tormenting silence, "After tonight you won't have to see me again, only in class and that's it." My heart ached at his words, why? This should be a good thing, I wouldn't have to deal with Alejandro Rodriguez ever again. So why... Why does the thought of him not being around hurt. I stopped playing with my food and slowly lifted my head to look at him. He stared straight into my watery eyes. His face filled with regret and concern. He stood up from his seat and walked over to me, squatting down to my level. "Hey, hey." He softly whispered his hands holding both of my mines, softly caressing them with his thumb. "Please don't cry, por favor." He reached a hand to my face and gently wiped the tears. "I-I don't want you to leave me alone." My voice breaking and my vision filling with tears. Layla Cruise, is the most popular girl in high school with a perfect life, people call her the Golden girl. Perfect curly hair, perfect boyfriend. However, thats what they see when she's at school. Remove the glam and glitter, wipe off the makeup and you'll find a trickle of bruises her boyfriend leaves her. TW: this story contains strong themes (SA, Language, and sexual content)

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