Cupid's Trickery

Cupid's Trickery

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JUST DON'T VOTE *rolls eyes* you guys never do anyways >.> ••••••• HE puts his sword back to its place, and stands taller than ever, his back straighter than the pole in 007's disco. His self demeanor oozes of confidence, and even if the blood is dripping from his forehead, he looks ten times hotter. I had to gulp, "Can you walk or should I carry you around my shoulders like last time?" I scoff at him and proceed to stand up, instead, I find myself stumbling and almost hitting the ground. The fall didn't happen though, as something held me back. My face few inches away from the ground, I can feel the blood rushing up to my face due to the awkward position. One would think that he would've at least caught me with both arms, not that I crave his touch or anything; However, he grabbed the back of my shirt like I, might somehow, stain his million dollar piece of cloth. I glare at him furiously and this time I shrug his hand off and walk ahead. Not even a few feet away and I somehow twist my ankle and fall back on my face with a shriek."Great, just... effing great". *--------------- The strange disappearance of her best friend causes damage to her life and brings bizzare events into her life. Everything changes with time and Violet being a great bookworm and a fantasy fan doesn't help things, or does it? That means lots of daydreaming, plus lots of adventures. Enter the mysterious guy, a badass that appears once in awhile to save the day with his huge ego and a cocky attitude. You'd be surprised what trickeries Cupid has set upon this world, in a world of multiple dimensions, diverse creatures. he's not only in charge of pairing up lovers... ****** #149- loveandhate 25/03/2019 #689 -imaginary 01/04/2019
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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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