Cinderella And The Frog

Cinderella And The Frog

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I looked over at my oh so 'friendly' neighbors house. I pushed my glasses up my nose and scratched my back thigh. "Oh Maxie is a saint." I snorted at my ridiculous sisters words. He's everything but kind. No kind person would steel another's favorite pair of socks! Gracie Martinez: Is your typical weirdo. Wears reading glasses with a bandaid on it! A bandaid?! She thinks that comics are trending and she has an okay sense of fashion. Max Jones: Is the guy who stabs the girls boyfriend. Legit , he stabbed Mark with a plastic fork once! All the girls want a piece of that. With dark combed back hair who wouldn't? Oh and his eyes!? They're friken beautiful. But his personality? It's total crap... In witch the Cinderella is a boy who can oddly make crazy things happen and can clean like a trained maid. And the frog is a girl who needs that extra push to fully 'bloom'. She also oddly has a fascination over butterfly's and fly's.
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Just your basic 'He's the bad boy and she's the girl next door', type of story. Okay, Maybe not. It's more like 'He's a crazy, violent, anger prone lunatic and she's the girl next ward', but hey, they're pretty much the same thing, right? Wrong. -------------------------------- He leans in closer so I can feel his warm breath fanning across my face. "Why?" I ask softly. Staring into his eyes, urging him, begging him to spill all his deepest, darkest secrets. He gives me a half smile. "Because, you fascinate me." He says shortly. I'm lost for words, he's so close now I can almost taste the scent of his spearmint breath. I gulp. Slowly he raises a hand and cups the side of my face gently. "You, wear insanity like an accessory, you make it lust worthy and desirable. That's why." -------------------------------

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