The Heartless One

The Heartless One

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Maybe Aaron wasn't the girl I usually go for. I normally go for the wild and untamed to teach them how to become heartless yet tamed. It was always my job before a guy can even be near them they had to go through pain.It my job, well until I actually found someone.... Aaron is the girl everyone knows about maybe because she was smart and talented and was a role model to everyone but....we never know what happening on the inside of a persons brain. you never know if their smile is fake or if they are about to explode. And most of all you don't actually know what someone you think is perfect does outside of places you know them from. This is how I meet my worst nightmare....... Yet I fell and bad.
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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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