Her Songbird

Her Songbird

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Alexanderia "Alex" Campbell was always seen in the music room, either composing, singing, or just casually playing extravagant piano piece probably by Rachmaninoff because he was her favorite composer. Her wild blue hair drew attention, but her glare kept them away. Only having one friend, Noah Martin, the girl who always had at least two extra copies of the book she was currently reading in her locker. The two were unofficially the freaks of Rosewood High. Cassius King, the local peace-wrecker, was the king of the school. It fit his name perfectly, Mr. King, the ruler of the higschool, had the whole student body wrapped around his finger. They worshipped the ground that he walked on. Why may you ask? He was the mayor's son of course, but that did not stop him from causing trouble in the town. Someone had to right? What do you think happens when Alex catches the king in the music room one day, voice so full of emotion, seeping with despair. His walls broken and battered as he cried out to the empty room, his voice begging for someone to rescue him from his demons. What happens when she accidently trips, catching the king's attention?
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Daniella was a sweet girl. She had lots of friends, the popular boyfriend, and the ideal high school life. Until one day she didn't. Ruined by everything she once loved. She started to loose faith in the word it's self. Thus Dani was born. ~~~~~~~~ "I know you, I know your type. Good girl, always getting what she wants." he smirked and taunted at me. "And the good girl always falls for the bad boy. Do try and not fall in love with me, kay' sweetheart?" "No worries there. You couldn't pay me to love you" I retorted. Becoming bored with this whole conversation. Stepping further into my space, practically pressing himself into my body. "Now why's that?" he asks. "Because love doesn't exist" I can see my answer throws him off guard slightly. The cocky smirk on his face lessening. "Who are you Dani Shey?" the question rhetorical, the desire behind his eyes; all to real.

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