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not like this. To Be Continued...

REMINGTON 11 MONTHS, 23 DAYS LATER. “We… won?” I muttered beneath my breath, eyes glued to my phone, watching the hockey match live. “We fucking won!” I screamed at the top of my voice, earning a groan from Clark and a grumble from my mum. This was the final match in a major competition, and our school — Chastity Verse — won. “Pull over!” I ordered the driver behind the wheel. He glanced backwards at my mum, who groaned in frustration.

" Kelly spoke Oh! I replied... Not wonder she is just a photocopy of cindy when it comes to attitude. She was wearing a crop top that has a deep back and a black bum short with black heels. Really? All this dressing for just this party? I thought as i scanned her from head to toe. "We are up to ten in this room; why don't we do something fun, everywhere sucks already." She said. "What's on your mind?" A guy asked her. "Let's play a game." She replied and smirked. Immediately i felt my heart pounding... I have read a lot of novels where highschool student trys to play a game at a party but disaster always happen after that.

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Gym, great. Gym class with a bunch of werewolves and vampires. What could go wrong?

she said, trying to cool her cheeks and manage some sort of composure. Then she moved away and stood closer to the courtesy phone. She leaned against the pillar and tried to look for her date. But the guy with the trash can wasn’t leaving. He set the bin down near a chair, came around, and leaned against the pillar beside her. “Was your gum grape or raisin flavored?” “Those are the same,” Helen said, still scanning the room and not looking at the man next to her. “It just depends on whether or not the French side of the package is showing.”

His friends immediately hooted at him for getting rejected. Sighing, I turned away to look at the swimmers. To my avail, they had their eyes fixed on me, even Zachariah. His Adam apple bobbing up and down as he starred at me with those beautiful hooded eyes that had got me captivated. He hastily turned around, showing his chiseled back to me. “Let the tournament of 2022 begin.” The boy---Hades, yelled in the mic, the huge crowd erupted in cheers. The thumping of the music getting louder and louder by each passing minute.

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she asked, not looking up at him as she typed away on her laptop. “Chloros.” Chloros..? It meant green in Greek.. she wondered whether he was the one who came up with that name himself or someone else did. “When was it?” “Last Friday.” He did not turn around as he answered her questions, he just kept looking out through the glass window on the city that was shining the night sky. “Do you have surveillance cameras in the office?” “No. It is a dead end either way, the cameras outside the office were disabled.”

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