Life Without Rule (Twilight Fanfiction)

Life Without Rule (Twilight Fanfiction)

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"It's amazing isn't it?" I smile, looking up as i stare into the warm honey eyes, making my heart skip a beat. A smile tugs at his lips, a knowing smile. He looks down into my indigo eyes with wonder forcefully prying into mine. "What's 'amazin 'darlin?" His Texan accent questions, thick with desire. I once more smile, showing off my pearly whites. "That there's this boy, with these melted honey brown eyes and kind smile. Well that boy had the nerve to steal my heart."
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"...I don't draw on my body to make myself look badass, no, it was never that way. I see you glance at them whenever your sister comes in. You're interested and don't deny that, Mr. Look and Stay Silent." There was a girl, a reserved girl who worked five out the seven days of a week at a nail salon. She had artistic skills, which inspired her to spread her artistic love on her body. Some held a secret. Some held a memory. And some were just for a small smile to be produced any day. Then there was a boy, a reserved boy who had trouble with emotions and was seen wandering the halls of the school, only ever having his eyes on the floor he walked on. He had scars. One held his dark, haunting past that made his nonexistent tears fall. His scars made him frown, made his lips tremble, made his mouth form into a terrifying scowl. So when you place that one girl and that one boy in a room, what do you get? A journey. Started: 10/25/19 Ended: 01/20/20

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