'I think the only reason your trying to be bad, Crystal, is because your scared of messing up at being good. Am I right, or am I wrong?' Brad's intense blue eyes stared directly into mine, it was like he was looking into my soul. 'Your wrong, Brad. I am good, but no ones bad enough to see it.' I growled back at him. I was sick of being weak, sick of being put down by aunt, sick of being looked at like I wasn't even there. ~ My first Avengers fan fiction so don't judgeAll Rights Reserved
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