Reckless Rebels

Reckless Rebels

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"The rules are there for you to break." Things are not always easy when you enter the adult world. That's why 17-years-old Easton West and Imogen Maiden lives their teenage years to the fullest. They are the most popular at their school. Everyone knows them. They've done everything from crashing proms to being on the news to crashing the White House! They must be the happiest people alive right? Well, there's more to it than you think. "People just assume." Imogen Maiden was shy and insecure. She was bullied and abused by humans. She was left and abandoned by her own parents. She's all alone. No one but herself. She'd crave for love. For attention. For someone to notice that she was there, not invisible. Imogen learned martial arts and can defend herself. But what's the point? Imogen realized the point, when Easton West stepped into her life. "Look around you. What do you see? Please enlighten me." Easton West was a happy child. He had a younger brother that he cherished. But it all was like a dream. Easton didn't realize what he had done. Not until he received a call from the hospital. Not until he cried at his deathbed. Not until all of that did he realize what he'd done. He shouldn't of let his brother on the street. He should't have thought it was okay. Weeks later, he got a haircut. He wore his brother's lensless glasses. His deep and loud voice was replaced by a soft and quiet voice. He's going to keep his brother alive, by being him. Easton always kept to himself after that. Not until he saw Imogen Maiden beat the crap out of a kid who insulted her. It lit a fire inside him. They are not humans. They are rebels. They crave for attention and would do anything for more. But what if a new student transferred to their class. A kid who was shy. A kid who lives by themselves. A kid who lost a younger brother. A kid who kept to himself. A kid who is bullied. Sounds familiar? What's Imogen and Easton going to do?
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[# 88 in TEEN FICTION on 14/3/18.] [#5 in angerissues on 10/05/2018] COMPLETED!!! No matter where you come from, your dreams are always valid. RULE 1: Never let anyone under estimate the power of your dreams. RULE 2: Always follow rule one. These were the only principles little Ria lived by. Her devoting and protective nature always came out as harsh and bitch-y. Everytime she felt threatened, her claws came out, ready to defend...to destroy. It's only you who knows the value of your dreams. So, what will she do when her exterminator walks into her life, ready to ruin everything she lives for. She fight's. A fight between two souls. ________________________________ "Who do you think you are?" she asked, bravery seeping through every syllable leaving her mouth. A devil carves fear, and when you don't give him that, he is agitated. "Your nightmare baby." he smirked as he leaned closer to her. They say never look into his eyes...he is evil. Don't cross paths with him...he is unforgiving. Never challenge him...he is destructive. But what did she do??? Every damn thing she wasn't supposed to! Add a punch to the already shaky equation and you'll find yourself amidst drama...teenage drama. Is it right to let these two souls collide? "I am not your damn servant whom you order around, get that straight through your thick skull!" with that she walked away like a pro if I may say so...leaving him staring at the place where she previously stood. When an ego is hurt, revenge is born. "Come on guys. . .we need to sort out some things," all his friends could do was watch; watch helplessly, as destruction planted it's ugly claws into their lives. A tale of destruction, misery, loyalty, friendship, trust and betrayal. "If you call yourself a dreamer, I call myself a dream-snatcher. You won't even know what hit you, little girl," he thought, as he smirked wickedly at her retreating figure. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Has mild cursing be warned!

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