Paper, pens, and my paper planes.

"Life is like a filing cabinet." I spoke, confidence was now seeping through my teeth as my blood kicked into geer, boiling itself as if my mind was the pot, and in a way, it was. A bottomless pot.

He gave me a sharp look as to say, 'Don't start'. Although, I can't start if I've already won and sure enough, he knows this all go well even though Hotshot will never accept it. He'll be mine one way or another, one step at a time, as one pot boiling slowly and smoothly.
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Hazel Murphy is a trouble maker, no doubt about it, his strong build along with his car scratch attitude will make you flip heels. The girls all want him and the boys want to be him although he has his sights set the second he walks into the office of one of the most powerful CEO's around. Hazel can't be controlled, he can't be talked down or calmed down although somehow, Mr. Shades has a way of doing so.

Timothy Shades is a mystery to all and to all a good fright. He keeps his voice low and his confidence high as he takes his large strides down the hallways of his interprise. His office, his hair, his look, his eyes, all clouded by his immense signature. He's always been controlling, always had the best ideas, always came first that is until Hazel arrives. Hazel seems to see right through his man, Mr. Shades still taking the upper hand tries with all his might but will his sharp looks as husky tone make a difference on the love struck boy? Will Mr. Shades's wife get involved being the secretary or will Hazel play his cards right?
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