grr
FrustratedI would be
kicking
his
ass
right now.
so sick of it.
-gasp- fanfics...nooooooooooo"What the-" I awoke with a start, shivers running up and down my spine. Something cold was touching the small of my back. I let my eyes fall on the deviously grinning figure sitting cross-legged on the edge of my bed. I sat up and pushed his hand away, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. He just grinned like a Cheshire cat and watched me from behind those gorgeous copper bangs. I stuck my tongue out at him, trying to disguise the fact that he still took my breath away when I looked at him.-gasp- fanfics...nooooooooooo
"I knew you'd wake up...” he still smiled at me, but he thrust his arms forward, grabbing me and pulling me to him. I squirmed for a mo
random story>> She couldn't believe she was actually doing this. Of course she had thought it over, as she was no different than any other teenage girl. At least in that aspect she wasn't. Now however, she found herself acting out the plots of so many like her. She was running away. Escaping from everything she was so sick of dealing with.. She felt the joy flowing through her, and it was all she could do to stay silent as she tiptoed down the pitch-black hallway.random story
>>The room her father slept in smelled of cigarette and whiskey, which Kat found repulsive. Her father had something she needed hidden in that room though, and she had to get
Kat and Jake -temporary title->>As the elevator doors slid shut, Kathryn felt as if the walls were closing in on her. Was it just her, or did the space between she and Jake seem to be getting smaller by the second? She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. Trying to forget how close she was to him.Kat and Jake -temporary title-
>>Jake gave her a concerned glance, shifting closer, which only made her break into a cold sweat. "Are you okay?" he asked, reaching out towards her. He wanted so badly to touch her, to put his arm around her and tell her that everything would be okay. However, he knew he'd be lying, and that his presence was making her uneasy,
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