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unexpected visitor

Chase stares at the messy bookshelf in front of him. There were books everywhere. The bookshelf, made his whole room look clean.

He sighs. Was he really gonna do this? Did he really stoop this low to steal his sister's stuff? Yes he was. He starts to search the bookself.

"Where the hell could it he?" Chase mutters, trying to find the familiar dark purple book.

Where could it be?

Just when he was about to give up, he hears something behind him. Chase's head whips around, and he comes face to face with a dark haired boy.

"Who the hell are you?" Chase snaps, getting up, "and what the hell are you doing in my sister's room?"

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