I dropped my last perfume beside my foot. I coughed and moved away from it in response.
"Missed," Jace teased, pulling out a small ball and chain. She had more than just a syringe with her tonight.
"Jace, you don't have to do this," I started.
"Yes, I do!"
The ball went towards my head, but I ducked under it.
"You do realize that you're the villain, right?" I shouted.
"I don't care," Jace yelled, spinning the chain in mid-air, ready to strike at any moment.
"Why would he ask you to off the good guys?" I quoted.
Jace lifted up the chain one more time, and in weakness, she dropped it.
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Elle and the Electric
Teen Fiction{ This is the first book in the 'E L L E' series. } Elle is psychic. At least, that's what she thinks she is. She can read her family's minds easily, and on occasion she can predict the future through dreams. Aaron is fast. He knows it. He's been p...
