Childhood Memories
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Última publicación mar, ene 26, 2016
"Hey, Boo?" He whispered.
"Yeah?" I looked up and met those dangerous gray eyes that I constantly got lost in, curiosity filling my plain brown ones.
"Are you scared?" After he says this, there's a pause and I look away, my eyes wandering around the janitors closet we were currently stuck in.
"Yeah." I sighed.
"I'm not gonna let anything happen to you. I promise." Just as his hand slips into mine, three gunshots are fired in the school.
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Being stuck in a lock down with your childhood best friend doesn't always work out the way you want it to. Especially when:
1) Your childhood best friend is the schools bad boy.
2) The lock down is most definitely not a drill.
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Drake's Kitten (completed)
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His Greatest Sanctity
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