Class Clown (Discontinued)

Class Clown (Discontinued)

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The snow fell around me, softly landing in a white blanket on the ground. I shivered as winter's icy fingers seeped through my sweater. I gazed around at the last thing I would ever see as I continued to cough up blood. I laughed internally, me dying in winter? Ironic, I've always liked winter. It really was beautiful , and it was as if nothing could disturb the peaceful white snow covered scenery. But that was until I saw him. His tall form was standing over me, looking down at my broken body. His fiery red hair stood out against the snow, a complete contrast to the scene around him. My eyes were drawn to him, I longed to run my fingers through his Scarlett locks. He let out a breath, which turned into smoke from the chilly air. I was snapped out of my daze, and looked up to meet his eyes. Snowflakes rested on his long red lashes, and I was instantly pulled into the depths of blue eyes. He smiled, showing off his perfectly straight teeth. "Hi, gorgeous" he spoke. "I'm Jerome".
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