You're Next, The List

You're Next, The List

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Kyra and Elle attends a huge high school party . Hoping for a fun night, only ends in terror. As one student was murdered . There was then a list posted around, the killer has their next eight victims targeted, including Kyra and Elle. Their lives became clue, who is the killer? And why are they targeted? (POV's often switch between Kyra and Oakley, and very occasionally others) Kyra Oakley, a 17 year old girl. A nice and known girl around the new school. She's a pretty curious girl. But you know what they say, curiously killed the cat. "I think I'm next" I whispered, looking down at the ground trying to keep calm that I might possibly be murdered. I felt him get closer to me, he put both hands on the wall on each side of me. "Over my dead body." He whispered back, but harshly. "Careful, they might take that literally" I said, looking up to him. "Let them." - Elle Stillinski, also a 17 year old girl. She's an outcast. Tends to be by herself when she can. But what she has in common with Kyra. They're both so curious. "I don't want you involved!" I yelled at him, staring into his eyes. Scared of how he might react honestly. "You could get hurt, even for Elle! I will NOT stand by and watch. I will protect you, even if you don't want it" he said standing in front of me, with his arms crossed staring. Almost no emotion on his face. I just walked up to him, and removed his crossed arms and hugged him, as tight as I could. Feeling safe in his arms, is all I needed right now.
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Moving In

Blaze White is the New Girl at the Prep school in her mothers old home town. But her only goal for senior year is to keep a low profile, no friends, no parties and NO boys. Axel may be adored and worshipped by his peer-but he hates people, except 5. So when a beautiful but closed off girl suddenly enters his group. He is not welcoming of the mysterious beauty despite the pull they both feel. •••• WARNING: This was written many moons ago. I have decided to put it back up because of a large request from readers. However, I was a kid when I wrote this so take it with a grain of salt. *** Like a deer in head lights, I freeze and watch as the car comes towards me expecting to get hit. But to my surprise, the car swerves to the side slightly next to me and comes to a stop. I take a deep breath I didn't know I was holding at the driver's side door swings open and a very pissed off Axel steps out. "Thank god," I mumble and place my hands on my knees to catch my breath. "Blaze?" He says and I hate it. I hate how he says my name as if it's his. Like he knows it's the only thing I want to hear, him calling out to me, looking at me, focused to me. It's the first time in my life I wanted someone's attention so badly I didn't care how I got it. And that was too dangerous for me to hold onto. "Are you insane or some shit? I could have killed you!" He says and starts to walk towards me. I take a big breath and step back away from him, "s-stop! Axel," I stutter still panting. It's then he notices the blood on my hands and shirt. "Is that blood?" He asks staring at my shirt and I take another step back. "Stop, stay b-back," I try to say confidently but I can't even breath right. Realizing he won't listen I start to turn around planning to make a break for it. "Don't run from me Blaze it won't go well," he growls reading my thoughts causing me to freeze in my spot. "Do not ever think you can get away from me."

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