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Boy trouble, huh? Boy catastrophe is more like it. I'm not sure I can do this. Do what? Concern sounded in Holiday's voice. Do Lucas, Kylie said. Holiday made a funny face and raised one eyebrow.
C.C. Hunter
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C.C. Hunter
Age: 24
Born: 2000
Born: January 1
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Derek looked at Kylie and half chuckled. The last time I saw that look from girls, there was a handwritten note on my neighbor's tree house that read 'No boys allowed.' I'll see you. And if I get anything from my computer research, I'll let you know.
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And this is what you get for laughing at me. He pulled her up a few inches until his lips touched hers.
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Have you been smoking something? Seriously, I think you're a werewolf. This new snarky attitude is a dead giveaway. And vampires aren't snarky? Kylie rolled her eyes. No, we're pissy. Snarky and pissy are two totally different things.
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This isn't fair. I tell you guys everything. I don't hold back anything. Believe me, I know, Della said. I know more about you and Perry's relationship than the law allows.
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What are we even doing out here? Burnett asked, seemingly getting more frustrated the longer he considered things. The orders were to wait until tomorrow. Why do I give orders around here if no one listens to them?
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Then maybe it's time to change that. Della sat back in her chair. Change what? Kylie asked. Come out of the closet. You know, like...'I'm gay and here to stay.' You'd need a different slogan, but maybe, 'I'm a lizard and if you don't like it, I'll eat out your gizzard.' Della chuckled. Okay, it needs some work, but you get what I mean.
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Kylie looked up towards the sky. Sometimes I just wish Heaven wasn't so far away.
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She's not the one I want. His words came out terse. It's you. It's been you since...since the minute I first saw you.
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She simply stood there and waited for him to show her the next move. And hoped it only involved sword fighting and not seduction.
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