One Simple Sentence
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Last published Wed, Feb 25, 2015
"Kailey, you will be partnered up with Xander."
It was unbelievable for one simple sentence, one simple match up for one simple project could change my entire life.
I'm the person who is quiet and doesn't give really a care about anyone other than myself and my family. I work hard, struggling with two part-time jobs to pay for my small house to aid my parents. I don't bother them much, nor anyone in school. I'm just alone with my studies, trying to not make a big deal of myself. I'm kind of, in a way, that quiet geeky girl in the back of the classroom with that stupid baggy sweater on and thickish geeky glasses. I don't care, though. I don't want to be noticed.
Xander is the guy who has many piercings; from a bridge peircing, snake bites, eyebrow piercing and many ear piercings, was scattered about his face. It actually didn't look disgusting, it just scared the crap out of people. No, he did not speak. I've never heard him speak a single word before. But when he wanted to be, he could be scary as hell.
I was terrified.
Though who knew this very person could screw my entire life up-for the better? How the hell was I supposed to know just because of his looks and rumors, that his personality is different for who he is said to be?
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