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He hands me Grace’s copy of Alice in Wonderland, his eyes guarded, creased with concern. “Why even bring a book to a thing like this?” Alix asks. “Ever heard of iBooks? Or W*****d? If you wanna be a total nerd and sit in the corner reading in public, at least do it on your phone.” “It’s Grace’s book, actually,” I begin, not sure where I’m going to take this. “We were sitting on that bench, and… Grace had got a call…”

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“Bree, what was that?” Brianna was occupied flipping through the first book, so she didn’t answer at first. He saw her shocked expression and got by her side to check the name of the book she was reading. ‘The peacemaker fallacy: waging war as a business strategy’ Nate frowned, trying to make sense out the title. “Bree, what is it?” “Love… it’s about the Council. All of them, look.” She got a few pieces of paper that didn’t belong to any book and showed him what she saw.

You know those guys in your school? Not the normal ones, but the fuckboys? Yeah, those ones. If you don't know those guys, then you may just not know the meaning of the term fuckboy . Generally, a fuckboy is actually an attractive, funny guy. Usually you wouldn't want to admit it, but everyone knows it, even himself. A fuckboy has an unhealthy amount of confidence in himself which helps him to lead girls on just for hookups. He'll say that he's really into you but doesn't want to deal with an actual relationship. He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but is nice to most people.

“Can we go out tomorrow? Lunch? Or maybe dinner for a change?” I tilted my head, considering. “Lunch sounds good.” His face brightened. “See you.” I turned to leave, but his voice stopped me again. “Wait! You didn’t accept my friend requests on Fa.ceb.ook.” Ah. That. “Of course, I didn’t.” I smirked. His brows furrowed. “Why?” I grinned. “You’re still my client, James. Face.book is for friends—not business.” His lips twisted into a pout. “Fine. Bye.”

I’m done. K: WHAT DO YOU MEAN, B? TELL ME WHAT’S GOING ON! What are they doing??! B: Umm... playing. Playing? What kind of game is this? My pulse quickens. K: Playing??? B: With fire... Oh. Hell. No. Not on my watch! That leech Ruby is about to get burned. . . . [RUBY]

"Now it's your turn, you worm! I'll make sure you turn into the cheapest protein powder ever!" Bima gripped his backpack. A flare gun. Only one round left. He had to be precise. He stared at Kevin, who stood arrogantly atop the barricade. Beside Kevin, the 'Carbohydrate Frequency Booster System' (CFBS) device continued to blink, emitting waves that drew in Sucrose Zombies. "Kevin, you won't win!" Bima growled, his voice trembling with rage and pain. "Oh yeah? What are you going to do, Mr. Eternal Bachelor?" Kevin mocked, his smirk returning.

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I grinned knowing I was right in not seeing her all weekend. I sent her a quick text telling her to be safe and I'd see her later. I went to put my phone back down only to have her reply. H: what are doing? B: I'm just getting some coffee. I replied vaguely, hoping she would let it be but of course not. H: You don't get coffee alone...who are you with? Biting my bottom lip I glanced over at Harold. He was on his phone as well. B:...Harold