BRANDI ANDI BRANDI SUGER.
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Thread Topic: BRANDI ANDI BRANDI SUGER.
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(Oh wow.)
She dropped the knife and out her hands up, slowly backing away. She knew that vice from somewhere, but she couldn't think of where. Not now. -
She kicked the door open and stopped moving. She stared at him for a while, trying to find out why he sounded familiar.
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She slowly walk straight infront of him. Wait. she knew him. Those dark green eyes, and the blue. And how he tapped his fingers on his jeans. A kid from her math class always wore blue, and had those same eyes. When they had that test last week, he was the one tapping his fingers on his jeans. Travins. She gulped and let out a breath. It didn't surprise her that he was here. He was the violent one in her class.
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She slowly sat down, and stared at him. At least he didn't take her moms hidden locket. Only she could get to it. This was it. It HAD to be him. "Travins?" She whispered, fear in her eyes.
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She closed her eyes and sighed. "Yea right. I always knew you were messed up." She whispered, shaking from fear.
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She laughed a little. "Think about. Why are you here? And you just put that gun to my head. You call that normal?"
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*Think about it.
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She sighed and glared at him. "And who says you need to kill me?" She asked, with a face of fear mixed with hatred.
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(HAI. I LIKE CUPCAKES. i have a weirder one XD)
She rolled her eyes and sat straight up. "Do you want to?" -
(Huh?)
"Then don't." She said, still staring at him. -
(Oh mkay.)
"What happens if you don't?" She asked, leaning back a little. -
"Who are you working for anyways, and why?" She asked, a little annoyed. It was either his life, or hers.
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So, he was really gonna do it. well, what did she expect from him? To just let her go, or try and save her? No. Travins is travins. He would never do something like that. She closed her eyes and let in a deep breathe. "Of course..." She muttered to herself.
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She opened her eyes instantly and looked at him with a *what did you just say?* look. "Um, what?"
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What was wrong with this guy? First, he comes into her house, steals her jewelry, and tries to kill her. then he says she's pretty? What? She glared at him, suppressing the billion questions she had to the back of her mind. "Wont you get killed if you don't shoot me?" She asked, concerned.
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