The Lost Girl

The Lost Girl

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I scream out to a stranger with dark brown curly locks, "Sir!" The tall, rugged looking man turns his attention to me. The man seems unique in a way I can't describe. I don't know what it was about him that caught my attention, nonetheless it was something and it was something huge. Within moments of me just glancing at him, a fire erupted in my heart. He's just one of those few striking souls. Taking a step closer to the man with a vivid shirt, I prepare to tell him what's on my mind. "So I was looking around and noticed you standing there. Immediately, something inside of me burst. It's a truly indescribable feeling. I still can't get myself to look away from you. Something inside of me won't allow me to let go and just walk away." I take a short breath and whisper to myself, "Wouldn't that just be so simple?" The handsome boy standing in front of me chuckles slightly. I squint my eyes at him, "I don't know what it was that drew my attention to you, but I plan on finding it out. Trust me." "You're cute. Super adorable, actually. Now I'm quite curious to see what it was, myself." The boy says with a grin on his face, one that makes my insides tingle, but also makes me feel secure, like I could just snuggle with him and be completely content and safe. I let a tiny giggle escape my lips before I say, "Shut up, I am not adorable." He coughs while covering up the words, "You actually are." "Wanna say that again?" I say, testing him by raising my fists. "My name's Jake." My fists drop and my whole nervous system goes up into flames. He's special, someway and somehow. I'll be the one to find that out. Blowing a strand of hair out of my face, I calmly say, "I go by Alaska."
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BOOK #1 in The Fire series TRIGGER WARNING IN SOME CHAPTERS He leans closer, keeping me pinned against the wall with his hands on either side of my head. I glanced at both of them before holding his glare with my own. He was giving me a cold stare, caging me in like an animal. I bit my lip, trying to hold it back. I was never good in situations like these. He stopped leaning forward when his face was just inches from mine. He was trying to make me uncomfortable. Trying to scare me, but he didn't. I wasn't scared of him. I didn't hide my face or get nervous... I just bit my lip harder, trying to hold it in. It would just make things worse for me, I bet. He kept his eyes on mine as I glanced at his friend behind him with his arms crossed and a bored expression on his face. I looked back at the man in front of me. "You shouldn't act that way around me." He says coldly. "I can have you dead right-" I couldn't hold it in. I started laughing. He leans back, shocked, but his face goes into a glare as soon as his friend behind him perks up, watching, interested now. I calm down a little. "I'm sorry." I say, catching my breath. "Continue, Continue." He watched me closely before leaning closer to me again. "I can have you killed-" Suddenly, I lost it again, laughing harder, bending a little to hold my stomach. He punched the wall in an effort to scare me but instead made me laugh even harder, falling to the ground and rolling on my side. Soon I had his friend laughing with me as the man in front of me glared at both of us. "Don't give me that look. She's the one who started laughing." His friend said, wheezing a little bit and trying to stop laughing. I calmed down a bit, standing up to face them, a smile on my face. "Now, if you're done threatening me," I raise an eyebrow. "Or at least trying to. I'll be on my way." With that, I grabbed my backpack, turned my back to them, and walked away.

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