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Chapter 2

Word Count: 804    |    Released on: Today at 15:12

black Rolls-Royce. He rubbed his temples, dreading the moment the front doors woul

oak doors

master paused by the foyer's crystal candy bowl, casually plucking a

ark blazer fit her shoulders flawlessly, the tie was knotted with militar

aw literal

had a white lollipop stick resting in the corner of her mouth. She

e car. Walter just s

head slightly.

his trance. He scrambled to grab the handle, his palms sli

he crossed her long legs and pulled out an Engl

, the city blurring past the tinted wind

ed. Laughter rang out as a group of boys joked about w

o the curb. The sheer presence of

rear door. A long leg clad in pres

r dark eyes against the glare and reached up, c

ell over the court

. Her Starbucks cup hit the concrete, iced coff

. Their brains physically could not connect this breathtakin

p to the other side of her cheek and walked straight towa

clutched their books to their chests, their ch

ullied the old Zero felt a spike of insecure ange

opped w

emed to plummet. Everyone held thei

was completely flat. It was the look a butcher gives a slab of meat.

ward, his spine slamming hard into a meta

ing scoff. She turned bac

ike a physical wave. She navigated using the old Zero

es dar

n fresh, dripping red spray

against the wall, whistling and laughin

out a pale, slender finger and swiped it across

erchief from her pocket and wiped the

snickere

g-fast arc. Instead of relying on brute force her new body didn't possess, she targeted

A

c precision shattered the internal tumblers instantly. The locker door violently

olently, the whistles

ruined locker, pulled out a textbook, and walked toward her

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