𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙏𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮-𝙎𝙞𝙭:𝙏𝙤 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚.
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Lately I've felt an unwelcoming presence.
A cold feeling that followed me everywhere...and I know I wasn't possessed because my mother was extremely religious....whenever I turned around to see who was following me-their was nothing.
Nothing. Nada.
But I know I'm not going crazy, I could feel someone. I could feel...him...
I sat in class bobbling my leg. It's been a week since I've seen everyone. No text messages, no voice memos not even a post. I suppose that their busy with their new music video...but even so...
My eyes dulled as the bell rung, indicating that my day was over and I was of to isolation in my own home. Gathering up my books, I slowly stood when someone tapped my shoulders.
I looked over my shoulder to be face to face with a tall girl, her brown eyes looking into mine and her long black hair swept to the right. She had a confident grin on her face.
"Hiya! I noticed that you don't do nothin' other than sit here!" She grinned.
I raised my eyebrows. "...thanks?"
"You know I ain't mean it like that." She frowned. "What I was trying to say, do you wanna spend some time together?"
I was bored and I know dam well that Zion wasn't going to be getting my ass any time soon...so I agreed. Her face lit up and she clasped her hands.
"Ximena, what 'bout you?"
"Keymora."
"Where we headed?"
"Theirs this really nice cafe down the road...wanna check it out?"
"Why not?" I grinned. We both collected our items and swung our bags over on our back.
"Ay yo, you got a car or sumthing?" She asked me. I shoot my head. "That makes two of us."
"Well, we better start walking. It should be just down the block."
"I'll race ya." She grinned evily.
"Than you'll be running by yourself."
"But than I win and you lose."
"Ximena never fucken loses, get ready to bite your words hoe."
"On the count of three? One.." we both ducked down ready in position.
"Two..." I counted. I was waiting for her to say three when she blasted off faster than team rocket.
"Wh-!" I was dumbfounded before an evil grin spread across my face. "Let the games begin..."
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Face claim for keymora
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