Crash
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Your one to talk, Hunter Dark, your a bad student,You sleep around and your a jerk who bullies people and i hate you!" I scream in his face
CRASH!
MARY!
the was the last thing i heard before i woke up in a beautiful garden
throw in a beautiful Angel
my worse enemy
a mission maybe possible
a sexy demon chasing us
and that's where it gets weird.
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There was something about him. Or maybe there was something about me. I didn't want him in my life but he ran into it; literally. He liked to hide in trees, irritate me, and read books; despite the fact that it went against his image. He was more than meets the eye. Although at first I didn't want to know more. He lured me in like an unsuspecting moth to an open flame. Knowing the dangers I went in, wanting to know more. It could hurt me but it was too irresistible and I was drawn in. This isn't how the bad boy made me bad or about how I made him good. This is about how we changed each other lives. In good and bad ways. Whatever that means. "I don't bite.... hard." He smirked at me, winking one of his bright hazel eyes at me. It only made me more frustrated. "Yeah but Hunter, if you did you'd probably give me rabies." I rolled my eyes looking back at the book in my hand.
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