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Her eyes were closed and she looked so peaceful. “Bud, Bud Light, Miller, Miller Lite, Coors, Coors Light, Corona, Heineken, and Amstel Light.” Dallas said “ I hope Maria doesn’t die,” I sighed laying on the ground, and then something stepped on my hand, and I let out a cry, and got up. “ You stepped on me!” I yelled at Clay who I still could not see. I walked over to my suitcase and started unpacking.
“Why is she your girlfriend?” She asked looking back at him Ty1201: only if you make it one o. o “That’s because we know you can handle it,” he grinned and slugged me playfully on the shoulder. “I do,” Leo replied, smiling down at Taylor.
I laughed in relief. “I owe you one.” How do you avoid a problem when that problem is following you? LITERALLY “ Troy give me my phone!
” I glared.
He shook his head and I turned towards clay. “ Clay man, tell troy to give me my phone! Know!” I grumbled.
There’s no other way of saving her. He was the best doctor and her life meant everything to me. From the very beginning, my ninth birthday spanning until the present, I have felt like I didn’t belong. Almost…
like my parents were not fated to die, that I was meant to be by their side even now. It was just a feeling, in the pit of my stomach, that something was terribly wrong. The other kids, as I grew up, seemed to understand that also, gladly treating me like I didn’t belong.
At first, I was a pretty nice kid. I wanted more friends.
I wanted to play in their games.
I wanted Ms. Penn to treat me just like everyone else. And, most of all, I wanted desperately to laugh. To smile. “Um…hello can I help you?” I asked “Because…
because it’s too dangerous.
Your ex-husband is still out there.” He said. “ Ty is my name Alan buddy,” I grimaced.
A man with dark red hair, stunning green eyes, and a clear complexion stood in our doorway, wearing a comfy sweater and jeans, and utter amazement in his eyes as he took in our home. He stepped inside our rustic house, not saying a single word to us, his huge bodyguard following silently. “His perfect” Ethan said softly.
Looking to me he asked “What should we call him?” I walked over to Mabel; she looked so feeble compared to when I saw her this morning. I already missed the twinkle in her eye and the warmth her smile could give. “It’s noth—ow!” Chloe had just elbowed me hard in the side, and now she gave me a stern look. I sighed.
“Okay, fine. Yes, I’m a little upset, Randy.”