Bad Luck Good Girl
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Last published Sun, Feb 14, 2016
Everything about him screamed danger. Reeked of it. However, it feels somewhat warmer around him. The air seems cleaner, easier to breathe in but at the same time, I'm struggling to catch my breath. It's like someone swaddled me in the softest blanket, but it's full of holes.
He's full of holes.
And I can't decide if that's a bad thing.
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"You just made a grave mistake."
His navy blue eyes pierce my copper ones, gluing me to the spot I stand, leaving me breathless. The words slip out of my mouth before I can stop them.
"'Those who have not made mistakes, never tried anything new.'" Indirectly, I have challenged him.
I, Alyxandra Zimmerman challenged Matthew Green, bad boy extraordinaire.
Goodbye life.
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