B.L.U.E

B.L.U.E

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It was raining that night when I received a call from a friend. My fiance just died from a car crash. It was just yesterday when we celebrated our anniversary. "Hello... Princess Kate?" a friend said. I dropped the phone and saw something unexpected in front of my eyes. It was a good looking guy, holding a piece of paper, grinning like a devil.
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*NOW REWRITTEN UNDER TITLE: Through the Flames* ***pleeeease check that one out! As much as I love OG, Through the Flames is going to give you so much more, skill and plot wise.**** I held down the button, a click came on. I hesitated. "Hello?" I called, holding my breath. I nearly peed myself again when a voice casually replied back a second later. "Good morning, you sleep well?" Momentarily taken aback, I hesitated. "Um...I - I guess. Where am I?" "Does it bother you?" "Yes! I bet you would too if you were kidnapped!" I waited frustratedly for a reply. Finally, the man spoke again, voice cracking with static. "Actually, we saved you and brought you here. So technically speaking, we didn't kidnap you." I scoffed at the nerve of this disembodied voice. "Take me home!" "Er...no." The machine clicked off, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get it back on. As soon as I get out of this room...I swear someone's ballsack is going to be shoved down their throat... ~*~ For my final year of this hell of a high school I expected it to be just like all the rest. However, Hellmington gets a lot more exciting when it's "attacked" as the people call it, by five motorcyclists with an intent on making my head explode. What do they want with me? With my town? With dangers brewing on the horizon, I soon won't know who to trust. Friends? Family? Or my self? *currently being rewritten-more info at end of book* Cover credits by the amazing @wonderland_explorer3 you were wonderful!!!

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