Two Weeks Long

Two Weeks Long

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Alex Rever, the popular guy. Not the kind of popular you read in books. - He's still a rude and stupid jerk!- He doesn't sleep around with girls, doesn't play them -okay, maybe he does, but he still doesn't sleep with them.- And that was the shocking fact. He said I was his girlfriend. Out of all people that he could've pointed at, he pointed at me. Marie Allistore, known as the shy music nerd. Apparently I have to be his girlfriend for two weeks long. Oh joy... - This story is mine, so please don't steal it in any way. the dialogues, prologues, epilogues and everything inbetween are written by me and copyrighted. Thank you HelloReiza for the awesome cover! Check out her work here : http://www.wattpad.com/user/HelloRieza
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The First

I was the first. I arrived in the Glade, and there was nothing and... no one. I remembered nothing about who I was, who my parents were, what happened. A few days I remembered my name, and that's it. That's all that ever came back. There were four walls surrounding me with only one exit. I wanted to go through, so I did, in hopes of finding my way out. What I found lurking on the other side was not an exit but something much worse. I found my way back, and I spent the next month fending for myself. Food, water, a temporary shelter. After a month, someone else arrived, and this person arrived with supplies. Every month a new person was sent up. Every arrival was the same as mine. They couldn't remember anything. I was the first one here, and that means that I call the shots, I make the rules, and I run the place.

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