When The Girl Meets The Boy

When The Girl Meets The Boy

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"Hey! Hey! HEY!!" I yelled. He looked at me taken back as I ran up to him in full speed. "Yes, can I help you?" He questioned whilst he ruffled his black hair about. I couldn't help but stare deep into his green intese eyes. "I-I erm. Your on my property." I blurted out. "Your property?" He chuckled. "Why are you laughing?" I gasped. "I am not joking get off" I shouted. "No way little miss red." Was I blushing? "You possibly couldn't afford to buy this beach right?" "But my dad bought it for me." I smirked. "Daddy's girl eh? Always getting want you want." He smirked back at me. IS this your typical boy meets girl story? Read to find out
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Eve Black

Meet Eve Black: I decided to flirt with the guy that did it, "Heyyyy cutie," I say with a wink. "Hey, pretty lady," he says in a gross seductive tone. I can't deny that he is very handsome. He had piercing green eyes that would make any girl go weak at the knees. But I am not any girl. "Can I ask you something?" before he could respond I continue, "Why did you try to drug me?" He looks shocked as my tone went from flirtatious to serious in a matter of two seconds. "Well, I have no idea what you are talking about," he says while slightly panicking. I stand up, "Well if you don't know what I am talking about then why don't you take a sip of my drink?" a few heads turned our way and start watching. "N-no I am good," he stammers confirming that he did in fact try to drug me as I suspected. "You know what, I don't give a damn what you say you 'don't know anything about' because I know what you tried to do to me." I pick up my drink and smash the glass on his head. I watch as the pink drink that was in the glass stains his white button-up collar shirt and his face turns red with anger and embarrassment. As I am walking out I yell back, "You know damn well what you did too." I flip him the bird and I leave the bar and Hazel and all her friends behind. *** Book Cover done by @_navyblueee_

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