Want a Bet?

Want a Bet?

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--The most quiet is the most secretive-- A girl who lives a simple and quiet life, that's me. What do you expect? I'm an introvert, and forever will be. But even if I am like this, don't I have the right to fall in love, too? Who wouldn't want to have such feelings, even for a little while? When will I get the attention that I seek from the only person that I am secretly crushing on? What will happen to my life when that finally happens? Will I be able to act normally? Will I feel happiness? Or will I feel pain, just like how others had in theirs? I do not want that, but I still want to have a story of my own. Please keep this to yourself, but my secret crush is Landon Baxter. Yes, THE Landon Baxter. It may sound cliché to you, but my reason is far different from yours. That is, if it stays true.
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"Oh," he said, as my back hit the wooden wall. Damn it, of course. With nowhere to go, his arms locked me in between him and the wall. He stared down at me as he said, "So you're trying to piss me off?" His lips were surprisingly close to mine. No guy would ever be this close to me in real life, let alone me being able to handle it; I would've been so timid and afraid. But this was the dream world. I could speak and be as brave as I wanted to. "Yeah, I am," I said. "What are you gonna do about it?" He paused as his eyes looked between the two of mine. Then, he smirked and swiftly closed the gap between our lips. ~~ In a small town in New York, Hazel is your average quiet type. In a school full of clichés, she falls perfectly under the category of "nerd" and has her own little nerdy group of people she loves to hang around. They respect the fact that she's non-verbal. The thing that plagued her, surprisingly, is not her inability and refusal to speak, but her ability to go through anybody and everybody's dreams. This is not something she can control, nor something that's necessarily dangerous. It just happens. One second she's in darkness, the next second she happens to be in someone's dream. But, when she stumbles into a dream of a guy she never knew existed in her grade of 500 students, albeit his popular status, both her worlds get flipped upside down.

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