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Not that I would know what his genuine smile would look like but the one he was giving to the girl was straight out of some textbook picture. “Now him,” she said, pointing towards the bulkiest of them all. He was one head taller and broader than everyone else. “That’s Ryan Wolfe. He literally has no brain, only muscles. His parents had to pull some strings to get him into this college.” “See that one?” A black-haired guy standing with his headphones on with a bored expression. “Ethan Cross, he’s probably the only booksmart guy in their group and the only reason he is in their group.”

Hence the small age difference. I'll leave the image of Justin to your imaginations but for Chris, I imagined him as Lucky Blue Smith. Go ahead and g****e him, if you don't know him. please leave a review of the book if you like it!

Because of that, I took my book from him. Yeah, fine! He's handsome but that's all he got. I had no intention of talking to him and was about to get on my bike when he spoke again. "What's your name?" I was stunned by his question. However, I still answered him as I continued riding the bike. "Gail, Abigail." When I put the book in the bag I turned to the man and smiled. "You, what is your name?" There he smiled back. A smile made my heart beat even harder. "Saint, Saint Archangel." T H E E N D!

There’s not much left to do besides be thankful for the way things concluded, and also conclude a few things for myself. It is time to do a little bit of revealing. I’m sure it’s obvious that I’ve always changed the names of the people involved in these blogs in the interest of disclosure. So believe it or not, but Mr. Perfect Match isn’t in fact his real name. No, his real name is Gabe and he is incredibly smart, and wonderful, and every bit as amazing as I have described.

Sales of my latest book have been brisk and I had surprises from fans. “You misunderstood; it’s my fault. I failed to introduce myself properly.” He sat down despite me making no invitation to join my breakfast. “My name is Tan, Tan Choon Kim, but everyone calls me by my initials, CK.” “Mr. Tan, what can I do for you?” I asked, careful not to knit my eyebrow. “Perhaps a drink?” “I came because I need your help.” He did not appear to hear me and continued. “Dr. Jin, I know you may be getting irritated with my sudden appearance. I am just pressed by the urgency of the moment.”

Says the girl again. "Hey, we're all nerds here. Come on." The geeky one says. "At least I don't have glasses." She replied. She smirked as the geeky one feels offended. "All right, I'll start." He adjusts his glasses as he turns to me. "My name is Tobiah, Tobiah Dubois." "French?" I asked. "Yeh." He replied. "Why?" "Nothing," I said. "Okay, my turn." Says the bully like one. "The names Sophia Reagan."

* * * Powered by Google Hmm. How to start this... my name is Koltin Barnes and you probably know my obnoxious jock tongue wrestling brother: Colton Barnes. Punny isn't it? Talk to my dad about that will ya? Forget him though, this is a book about me and how swagtastic I AM. I'm the morals, culture, and brains of the bunch but also a social train wreck. Yeah, talk to some distant relative that made me inherit Asperger's Syndrome. Then there's the fact that I like a potential shrink and oh man, this is gonna be a ride!

"His name is Andy, the guy I told you about at the company. He just didn't make it that day since I asked him to do something for me." That guy looks nice and tough. Like some kind of a fighter. "He's my beta." He said and that rang something in my head. Beta? I looked back at the walls and remembered to have read a very old book with the title "The First Beta" while I was browsing carelessly awhile ago and somehow, it gave me chills.

He said. “First is Bacchus. His real name is George Miller, one of the gang leader’s right hand. Then Atlas, real name is Mario Ching. He is their intelligence. Minotaur, real name is Fred Lim. I think he’s one of their snipers. Cupid is Jay Kenley. He’s their hacker. And Pegasus is Jacob Frias, best in hand to hand combat.” Miko announced. “Let’s hope that they are the only one here.” I said.

They must have been tired with achy feet, but they stood still, glancing around and keeping an eye out for danger. My hand was cramped when I was finally done and we left the bookstore. I kept dreaming about burgers from my diner. I wondered if I could convince my bodyguards to stop by and pick me up some food. "So what kind of a name is Arch?" I asked, breaking the uncomfortable silence as we walked back to the car. He eyed me strangely. "It’s short for Archibald," he explained. I resisted the urge to laugh. I couldn’t blame him for shortening it. Archibald didn’t seem like a very frightening mob name.