"𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔, 𝙾𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚔, 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚜.." ~~~~~~~~~ 𝖠𝗆𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝖨𝗄𝗎𝗈𝗆𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗌 not happy about moving to a soggy little town named after cutlery. At all. There would be no real friends, no real fun, and Amara wasn't looking forward to playing human in an entirely new country all over again. Until the notorious Cullens show up in the shitty cafeteria of forks high and she sees the prettiest boy she's ever laid her eyes on. Now? This town has become more interesting than she could have ever hoped for. ~~~~~~~~~ "Please don't eat that poor boy, Mar." "I'm not! God!" I mutter under my breath, "I just wanna little taste.." I look over at him, eyes gliding down from his red, plump lips drawn into a boyish grin, to his Adam's apple as he tilted his head back-laughing at something his bulky brother said- to his thick arms holding him up slightly as he readjusted his seating and smirked, saying something back. I could listen in, but I was too caught up in how he tilted his head to respond in their conversation. "Why do I feel like we're not talking about the same kind of eating?..." Santi narrowed his eyes, looking disturbed to say the least. "Cause we're not."
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