Who are you?

Who are you?

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* YULA'S POV AND THIRD PERSON* Imagine being inside a club with sweaty people and whenever you try to walk through the club a drunk person spills their drink on you. On the other hand, being in the club makes me forget about the "real world" After being in the club for almost 50 minutes, I needed to go outside to catch my breath While I walked outside i tried to walk back in and the bouncer said i had to walk to the back of the line and wait to get in since apparently once you leave you have to wait to get back inside again. When the bouncer told me that I looked towards the line and realized it wasn't that long but it was long enough for me. I walked to the back of the line with my head up high holding my arms making it look like I'm giving myself a hug since it was a little bit chilly. I was wearing a mini skirt a champagne lace tank top and black heels While I was standing in the back of the line I heard a lot of commotion since it is close to an alley going on to see four guys arguing and it looked like the two of them are arguing with the other two. Out of nowhere they started fighting and yelling a lot louder causing everyone to look their way then one pulled out a gun aiming it at his target and pulled the trigger causing everyone to scramble like mice. I stood there completely frozen remaining eye contact with one of the gun man not knowing what to do. I slowly started walking away without blinking and it felt like I was moving in slow motion since I can still hear the ringing. I hear someone yell "hey!" I ignored them and picked up my pace Suddenly I hear footsteps running and next thing you know i start running without turning around If i turn around I lose at-least a second of my ability to escape whatever I'm about to get myself into.
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An angel and a rebel. A scholarship girl and a playgirl. When their worlds collide, sparks fly-and nothing will ever be the same. When Enid Jones-straight-A student and the perfect Islamic daughter-earns a scholarship to the prestigious Montrose Academy, she believes her life is finally falling into place. Her plan is simple: keep her head down, ace her classes, secure a scholarship to Yale, work a side job, and one day gain full custody of her younger sister from their abusive father. But trouble has other plans for Enid... and its name is Olivia Grayson. Carefree, rebellious, and notorious for breaking hearts, Olivia is Montrose Academy's golden girl. With her comes the infamous Golden Four, and a whirlwind of chaos Enid wants no part of. At least, that's what she tells herself. Because Olivia isn't just interested in Enid-she's made it her mission to strip away the saintly image everyone sees and uncover the fire hidden beneath. But what if it's Olivia's carefully crafted "bad girl" façade that begins to crumble first... all because of a certain brunette who was never supposed to matter? ๑ "After what you and your stupid friends did to me, isn't it enough? Do you really have to rub it in my face?" I snapped, my voice shaking with fury. Olivia just smirked, stepping closer until her warm minty breath fanned against my lips. My pulse went wild, betraying me. "I'm only just getting started, angel," she whispered in that husky voice of hers. "And I'll stop... the moment I hear you moan my name." ๑ An angel and a rebel. A scholarship girl and a playgirl. Can love survive when it's least expected-or will it destroy them both?

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