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HER PERSONALITY

LECTURES 35
Votes 3
Chapitres 4
Durée 23m

LECTURES 35
Votes 3
Chapitres 4
Durée 23m

action assassin campus childhoodfriends classmates friendship groups mystery strongfemalead teens

A badass Teenager or a bubbly one maybe both who knows? 

Its the start of school but im late for a week now..Well who dares to question me Im EL MAYLES ZAMORA DAYRON the ahem top ahem assassin ahem hacker..now disguised as "Racer Z or Zoe Russo Ferrari" i really am Racer Z my new identity when i started racing.. 

"student intoduce yourself" - teacher
"Ciao im Zoe Russo Ferrari also known as Racer Z..Half Filipina Half Italian..Im not good at filipino tho and i like racing" i said not smiling, not realising any unnecessary aura, just blank face..
'my idiot 5 guy teammates are smiling and waving at me
The twins Ash and Ace, Daniel a Filipino, Mavy our hacker, and Vlad our team leader..i smirked at them and they look in different ways'

Trevis Josh Mateo Mezo Franco Pov. 
"Shes cool" - Jayden said calmly and sweet as usual 
"yeah im her fan" - Zach said nonchalantly at us
We are all wide eyed cause he doesn't seem to have an idol or more like nothing interests him
"i like her" - Tayron said brightly
"she doesn't like you" - Frost said teasingly.. Tayron glared at him and pouted
They laughed.. I smiled
"dont be deceived" - i said being wary..they all looked at me with inquiring eyes.
"she cant be that simple its not like our school is like any normal school out there" i added..
"Teviz you are over reacting again" -Jayden as calm and sweet as ever
"chill bro" - Tayron put his arm on my shoulder..of course i shoved it.. 
"hes right" - Zach our best hacker in Danger Gang..
The others sighed..Tous Droits Réservés

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I was awakened by a buzz, but I don't want to get up, instead I lay still on my bed and about to dream again when I heard a THUD, I flinched at the sound. It's Saturday so I'm not expecting anyone at this early in the morning. I'm not a morning person, I am now annoyed to whoever it is. "Coming!" I yelled and started walking which took me sometime because I literally took my time, don't blame me I'm still sleepy, I opened the door to see a very beautiful woman, she has long wavy hair, thick eyelashes and pink pout lips and lastly... a body to die for. I frowned when I realized a high-school student? I can say because she's wearing a uniform. What is a beautiful high-school girl doing here knocking at my door? I asked mentally. I was about to ask her when she suddenly slipped inside my condo and sit on the couch cozily, I crossed my arms and face her still frowning. "Miss what are you doing here? What do you need?" I asked her curiously. She looked at me and smiled, a smile that can make men drool, but I'm not because I'm still annoyed. "I am your girlfriend" she said sweetly, my eyes widened in shock, I know I'm drunk last night but I don't remember having a girlfriend. I was about to say something when she stood up and face me leaning so much closer that were inches apart. "You wished for me, last night on the internet" oh crap! Now I remember! I was browsing the net when a certain ad captures my attention. "But I wished for a BOYFRIEND! Not a Girlfriend!!?" How do you handle a situation where there's NO REFUND and NO EXCHANGE? Copyright © 2014-2022. Manila, Philippines. All rights reserved.

Resurgence , écrit par annelystic

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I wished for a Boyfriend not a Girlfriend (GxG, Lesbian) °editing°

I was awakened by a buzz, but I don't want to get up, instead I lay still on my bed and about to dream again when I heard a THUD, I flinched at the sound. It's Saturday so I'm not expecting anyone at this early in the morning. I'm not a morning person, I am now annoyed to whoever it is. "Coming!" I yelled and started walking which took me sometime because I literally took my time, don't blame me I'm still sleepy, I opened the door to see a very beautiful woman, she has long wavy hair, thick eyelashes and pink pout lips and lastly... a body to die for. I frowned when I realized a high-school student? I can say because she's wearing a uniform. What is a beautiful high-school girl doing here knocking at my door? I asked mentally. I was about to ask her when she suddenly slipped inside my condo and sit on the couch cozily, I crossed my arms and face her still frowning. "Miss what are you doing here? What do you need?" I asked her curiously. She looked at me and smiled, a smile that can make men drool, but I'm not because I'm still annoyed. "I am your girlfriend" she said sweetly, my eyes widened in shock, I know I'm drunk last night but I don't remember having a girlfriend. I was about to say something when she stood up and face me leaning so much closer that were inches apart. "You wished for me, last night on the internet" oh crap! Now I remember! I was browsing the net when a certain ad captures my attention. "But I wished for a BOYFRIEND! Not a Girlfriend!!?" How do you handle a situation where there's NO REFUND and NO EXCHANGE? Copyright © 2014-2022. Manila, Philippines. All rights reserved.