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Ana's Ballerina

Ana's Ballerina

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"Why do you have so much self confidence? Have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror? if you haven't, let me help you. you look like Gloria from Madagascar." This runs in Iz's mind 24/7. She wants to prove whoever told this to her, wrong. To what extent will she go? Will it ruin her life? She doesn't care. All she cares about now is to be thin. That's all she can think about. And it slowly takes over. In enters Jude, a guy every girl would die for. Could love stop Iz from hating herself? Or will she let Ana take over? Disclaimer: This story deals with anorexia.
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She knew his identity. He didn't know hers. She just wanted to have him around. He didn't. She knew they could not be together. He didn't. She didn't plan for longer. But he did. What will happen when he comes to know her real identity? Will he be able to stop himself in time from falling or will she have to face his wrath for hiding the truth. __________ "Do you believe in love?" He whispered in her ears making her jump. He was close, no, too close. She could feel his breath and hear her heart beat pounding very fastly. She took a few steps back to get her personal space secured. "You scared me." "Sorry, that was unintentional and I did not know that you are that weak." He smirked at her. "I am not weak.. That..." she saw him taking a step towards her. She gulped and then continued. ".. is a..." Another step. ".. normal.." One more step closer. ".. reaction." Another step. By now, he was again within her personal space. "I think we should go and see if Natey is done with her books." She whispered and laughed nervously and turned back only to be hold and pulled back to a hard chest. He had purposely swirled her along with him, changing their position. His front was dangerously touching her back. "It's a weak who always run away showing back." He whispered in her ears, his breaths touching her neck. His hands were placed just below her breast and touching most of her abs part. ___________________________________________________________________________ This is my first attempt at writing. So please bear with me :) Suggestions, feedback, comments and votes are welcomed. :)

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