Elian Harper

Elian Harper

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Romance
Elian Harper has a habit of stumbling straight into bad situations. For instance, a gang fight. --- "OH CRAP, YOU JUST GOT SHOT!?" I stared, wide-eyed, at the man holding his shoulder next to me. He was grunting in pain. "Ya think?" He growled out. I stood there in shock, watching him press his fingers to the wound. My eyes followed the blood that was dripping to the ground. I looked back up to his face, draped in shadows from the hood pulled over it. His eyes started to flutter closed. "Oh Shiznick." was the last thing I said before he collapsed onto me, knocking us both to the ground. --- When Elian has a run in with a gang one unfortunate night, they just so happen to be in the middle of a fight. One of the members takes a bullet to his shoulder, saving her rear. They tell her to stay away, she agrees. But one can't hide from destiny. Elian Harper, Their Gang Girl.
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S.I.X

Lunch went by pretty quickly, and we were back to classes soon enough. I'd forgotten to get a book from my locker, so I quickly went to get it. I was leaning on the locker next to mine as I quickly scanned my schedule on my locker door, when warm air fanned the side of my face. "Move." Being the excellent human being I am, I jumped out of fright, flinging the heavy calculus textbook in my hand backwards. I heard a grunt and turned to find the person behind me now hunched over as they held onto a part of their face. "Oh God! I'm so sorry!" I panicked. And then he looked up. The first thing I noticed was his short, dark hair. It looked so smooth, and I almost reached out to play with it. My eyes trailed down to his strong jaw line, down to his broad shoulders. I didn't even realize that I was biting my lip as I further inspected the Adonis before me. His arm flexed, bringing my attention to the amber eye he was now covering. It was him. Six. The most popular and dangerous guy in school. And I'd managed to injure him with my calculus textbook. I'm dead. *********** #11 Teen Fiction - 31 December 2015 #15 Teen Fiction - 16 December 2015 #16 Teen Fiction - 16 December 2015

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