21 Things To Do While Stuck in a Walk-In Closet
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Last published Sun, Mar 9, 2014
“I stared in utter shock at this boy as the height of one end of his mouth started to slowly increase in a relaxed but handsome smile. And before my stunned brain could smack me into realizing that I should probably cover my face or something...the door, freaking, closed. There was a click of a lock.
Son. Of. A-”
All Alex Shields wanted was one night as a normal seventeen-year-old girl with no pressuring expectations, no declarations of challenge, and no blood. One night! Was that seriously too much to ask for?! Apparently, because as soon as this girl steps foot inside the first partying house she's been to all year, things quickly take a turn for the terrible.
All Nathaniel Magno wanted was to forget about all the awful things that happened in the last party by distracting himself with this one. Instead he finds himself trapped with the last person he'd ever expect to catch in the most popular girl's closet. But that's how things always seem to work out, when you're stuck in a walk-in closet.
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