I walked home after school, my black combat boots getting dirty. A shady black car pulled up as I walked, and rolled down its window. A black mustang.
"Hey peaches, need a lift?" A familiar voice said. You. I turned around to see that infamous smile of yours.
"Not from you I don't." I barked, walking faster.
"C'mon. I'll give you a ride home." You offered. It was a pretty good offer, and I did live far away.
"Fine." I muttered, annoyed that you had won.
"Thatta girl." You winked as I hopped in the front seat. I gave you my address, and soon we were deep in conversation.
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THE MURDERER AND I
Mystery / ThrillerI wish I had never fallen in love with a murderer... What would you do for love? 17 year old Bella Lauder never thought she would fall in love, let alone kill for it. Sure, her life was perfect, but she didn't have it all. She longed for something m...
