Poison
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Last published Wed, Jul 18, 2018
Meet Arielle "Angel" Carter. She's always been the angel, at least, in the eyes of her family, friends and her community in general. She WAS that is. Now she's only known as one thing: Poison. After joining her dream school things go out of control and she only just wants it all to stop. The thing is the only way out for her is by literally knocking on death's door and letting herself in anyway.
She tries but death decided to lock her out and there came along five friends.
1) Player:
He has that charm that can make a girl weak in the knees.
2) Bad girl/Goth girl:
She is the no-nonsense girl that loves black more than kids love candy.
3) School heart-throb:
An all-round sweetheart that can't help not helping someone in need.
4) Nerd-alert:
Computers and technology is his game and he definitely knows how to play it well.
5) Flowers and sunshine:
Stylish and sweet, she is practically made of sugar, spice and everything nice.
Yes, not exactly the greatest mix but what is a girl to do?
Will their encounters with each other lift the angel up or will the angel that was become the angel that never existed? Will the angel truly to find out what forgiveness, friendship and love is? Or will death use people to toy with her till she withers away to nothing but a flower trampled in the dust?
Most importantly, will their love for music bring out the best in each other in a make or break situation where their places in their school are on the line?
Only time will tell...
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