Dance floor @12:30

Dance floor @12:30

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"Hey," said a soft voice "is that seat taken?" I looked up and saw a face, a pretty face, a surprisingly familiar face. "No," I said gruffly. She looked like her, but not quite. Her hair was more blonde than brown. Her eyes were a warm hazel compared to her vibrant jade. The girl's skin was also paler, however all in all, they looked startlingly similar. or Cole goes to a bar everyday to drown his sorrows away. One day he meets someone who changes everything.
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I was standing in the middle of the fire, whispering to the fire that always answered. Letting it grow and dance the way it wanted to. It was weird to have all of this fire around you and not have it burn or touch your fragile skin. With each match and whisper the fire grew, but yells found my ears. My name was screamed into the smoke. No, there couldn't be anyone here? I thought I was alone. I am always alone. This is Hazel, she is a normal girl who has a normal life. She doesn't fit in, anywhere, and her parents have forgotten she was there. Typical teenage world. Until the day she finds out about her ex. His shirt and his blood are found, and something abnormal starts to form. She goes out and tries to figure out whats happening. Will she find that another group of species, thought to be fantasy, exist?

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