Ever heard the saying "good girls are bad girls who haven't been caught"? Well that's my life summed up. According to my parents, I've been a badass (their words) since I could talk. So they got me lessens in fighting. This started when I was 3. I'm now 17, 18 in a month. I'm a brown belt in karate, right below black belt, and better in
boxing/illegal street fighting than my teacher. My parents are now dead. They got in a car crash on the way to my grandparent's. Their love was really strong so I'm happy they at least died together. They started dating when they were in 3rd grade and not once broke up or went to bed without a fight resolved. Now I was sent to a family, in California while I'm from Florida, that think I'm a
goody-two-shoes. What no one on this side of the country knows, is that this "geeky nerd" is really Shadow, the most feared street fighter in, now, all of America.
Elliot's partner was his whole world, but after Allan's death, his ghost haunts Elliot's dreams. Everyone tells Elliot to move on, but he isn't sure he can.
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It's been a year since the love of Elliot's life, Allan, passed away. Everyone thinks he should have recovered after that much time, but Allan still haunts Elliot every night. He struggles to maintain relationships with his family, and despite a coworkers interest he can't summon up the courage to date. Elliot is living for the past, because to live for the present means he'll have to live with a hole in his heart. But the question Elliot has to face chases him through his monotonous days: is mourning Allan with everything he has truly living?
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