what the hell did i get into?!?

what the hell did i get into?!?

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I stood at the top of the bridge, where I knew no one would see me. I grabbed the railing next to me and held on. Slowly moving towards the edge, I looked down. ‘It would be a far drop, it’ll hurt' well I knew it would hurt, death would always be a painful process, but I didn’t care, I already made up my mind. I wanted death. I had nothing to live for. The people I cared for were already dead, so no one would miss me. I looked down again. Below was the rough green water. I sighed and I grabbed the strange necklace that my grandmother had, given a silent prayer. Then jumped. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Hey boy! Are you alive?" I opened my eyes 'I wasn't dead, but how?' "If you wondering why you aren't dead that’s because I saved you.“ I slowly turned to where the voice. A man stood there in weird clothing. He wore no shoes or a shirt; tattoos covered his upper body and he had fur like pants but out of all the things one stood out the most… horns This man in front of me had two horns. They were a dark red almost black, located on his forehead, no way! Could he be...? I was in a daze; I mean this couldn’t be rea- "Take a picture, it'll last longer” I didn’t even notice I was staring……. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ not very good with writing summaries yet this is my first story don't like don't read
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"What do you want?" I snap, slamming my locker shut. His casual smirk, messy dark hair, tan skin, strong arms, eerie storm-grey eyes... the list could go on of things I notice- that I shouldn't notice- about him. "Oh, I want a lot of things." He inspects a speck of dirt on his arm. "I'm sure you've heard the news?" His eyes flicker back up to meet mine. Does he know? No. He can't. So I roll my eyes. He can't know that I know, that I would do anything to be the first one he tells. "You'll have to be more specific." I mutter, trying to look casual as I inspect my nails. "Well, it involves a certain title of the swim team," He offers. I shrug. "So you got captain. That's cool. And what do I have to do with that?" He narrows his eyes, trying to read my expression. Unfortunately for him, I have mastered the art of hiding my emotions. "This is what I wanted to talk to you about. During English," He fiddles with his sweater sleeve. "I recall you trying to talk to me," I frown. "Well, I..." He swallows, seeming... nervous? "I'm not doing too great... subject wise. And if I don't pick up my ass soon, I might be forced to quit." He rubbed the back of his neck, making his shirtsleeve slide up his arm to reveal a strong bicep. Not that I notice. I narrow my eyes. "And what do I get back in return?" I cross my arms. I'm going to be late for the bus if we don't hurry. He studies my face. "Name your price." He mirrored my position. I sigh. Money... but I don't need it. Popularity... but I don't want it. I meet his gaze steadily. He lifts his chin, the tiniest bit, but it doesn't intimidate me. I square my shoulders and stand up straight. He's only just taller than me. "Stop pretending to be perfect." All rights reserved. Cover art by me :) but will probably be redone soon

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