In School At Night

In School At Night

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Angela stelnar till. Vad ska hon nu göra, alla dörrarna är låsta och hon kan höra, långsamma men bestämda steg närma sig i korridoren. Täckningen på mobilen försvann redan när lamporna slocknade så hennes mobil är inte till någon nytta. Angela är 17år. Hon har gått på college i U.S.A i ca 1år nu. Hon har brunt axel långt hår och gröna ögon. Kort och ganska smal. Ända sedan vårterminen började så har hon haft mardrömmar om stora katter som jagar henne och klöser henne i bitar. Alltid samma dröm. "Den är inte som andra drömmar, sådana du vet som försvinner när man vaknar. Utan den fortsätter att spel sig så fort jag lägger mig och blundar".
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Aileeta Cortez, an 18 year old Italian. she looks like any normal teenage girl but she holds a bad reputation. she's sent to England to carryout an almost impossible mission. Alex Colebert, a 19 year old European boy who crosses paths with Aileeta in Oakham college, England. ************ "Don't be fooled by my beauty and age cold butt or whatever you call yourself" I grin wickedly at him, loving how the fear burns all over his face, I love fear, it boosts my ego. I take slow strides closer to him, he struggles to break loose from the chair he's tied to but it's just a waste of time. I'm now very close to him, my knees brushing his shaky ones. I place one leg on the side of the chair he's seated on and pull out a pistol from my waistband. I look into his hazelnut eyes for his reaction. scared, confused, just the reaction I was dying for. "Holy shit that's a gun" he exclaims "I told you earlier not to be fooled. I'm evil, wicked, I'm the devil, I rob banks, innocent people, I derive joy from people's pain and fear, I get wealth by doing dare devil jobs-" I cut myself in, not wanting to leak too much info. I've said just about enough already. "I still love you " he spat, glaring intently at me. mine widens in shock I quickly mask it over with an emotionless and bored expression. I close up our space once more. "Even if I am ready to blow out your brain? don't you think it's a little too soon for you to use the word "love" ?it's pretty strong!! " I press the gun on his temple, my finger lingering on the trigger. *********

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