Forgotten?

Forgotten?

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When you're addicted to something, does it always have to be something you like? ******••••••••*******••••••••********••••••••• Who are you and why're you wearing a mask?" She says crossing her arms across her chest. Oh crap, I didn't think she'd ask. "Ah, that's a bit hard to explain. But this mask is to hide my appearance, obviously." I pull off my mask to seem more friendly to her. "Who am I?" I repeated her last question thinking of the name. What was it? "Adrian Bongiovanni." Yup, that was it. Her mouth opens and closes like a fishes making her more- "Where are you from?" Ah, that's easy. "Italy." I answer her. Abruptly her cheeks turn a dark Crimson colour. The colour of...blood. And then she squeals really loudly, "Ohmigod! Italy! You're italian! Oh, that's awes- oh wait. Sorry for the outburst." Then she shuts her mouth immediately. Dayum! I was enjoying that as well! "Ah no it's fine." I say licking my lips. I notice that we are at a very close position and smirk at her uncomfortable self. "Hmm." I mumble, getting out my silver dagger. I seriously can't wait any longer... When things are forgotten. Are they forgotten forever? GET READY FOR SOME, deaths, gangs, rivals, wild parties, badboys and girls, shock, action, adventure, teen fiction and more! MY WRITING IMPROVES IN LATER CHAPTERS! READ AND I SWEAR YOU WILL NOT REGRET IT.
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Forgotten Past *READ AT YOUR OWN RISK* I wrote this book a longgggg time ago and the writing it so fetus-y, ya know? Just enjoy at your own risk ;) Not knowing her past, Alya Woods, lives in a world of secrets. Once her mom goes off on a business trip, she is sent to live with her Auntie Anne. With pranks and revenge, she has to live with her two annoying cousins and another cousin, named Owen who she can rely upon to talk to. As if her life couldn't get any better, she runs into her childhood enemy, Jake Robinson. Stubborn, cocky, annoying, arrogant, and the list goes on for him. Through fun and laughter, Alya's life takes a twist when she gets kidnapped. With occurrences of threats and suspicions arising about the people around her, Alya has no idea about what's going on. Her aunt becomes protective, Owen gets secretive and enigmatic. And Jake... you'll see. Is everything that surrounds her everyday a secret? ~~~ "Jake Robinson." I said my voice cold as ice. "Alya Woods, darling." he said, still smirking. "You should stop smirking before your mouth gets stuck in the shape." "Well, what makes you care?" "Nothing, you would look stupid and ugly." "So, I do look handsome?" "No. Ugh, no." "Sure." "I meant it." "Yeah, sure." "I did." "You're cute when you're mad." Jake said, slyly smiling. "Yeah, well I'm about to get really freakin' adorable!" I said as I reached out to smack him. He moved out of the way, making me trip on my own feet and fall face first into a berry pie which was on the table, in the middle of a couple's beautiful moment. I stood up, with mashed berries on my face, and death glared at Jake who was shaking with laughter. Game on, buddy. Cover: @woodlandic *ilysmmmm <3 Copyright ©2015 Alia Anderson

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