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she wears short shorts

Im eatin pizza

shes cheer captain

and

im still eating pizza

 

Embroidered.Kisses

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““Vincent, DON’T!” I yelped as I threw myself towards Rhett with all the strength I had. I slammed heavily against him and we both fell clumsily to the grass. I bumped my head hard against his shoulder and I looked up dazed to see him looking up at me, his eyes fiery and angry. I understood where he was coming from, he wanted to fight his own battles. He wanted to defend the girl, be the hero. But he didn’t know that he would be losing this one without me.
I was on top of him one minute and on the grass beside him in the next. I opened my eyes to see Rhett spring up from the ground and sock Vincent square in the jaw. Vincent’s head snapped backwards but he was quick to return a punch across Rhett’s cheek. Rhett’s body swayed to the left from the force of the blow, but he returned fire as soon as he was hit. With every muscle in his body, Rhett slammed his hands against Vincent’s two, broad shoulders and tackled him. Rhett had one hand on Vincent’s neck and the other slamming across his face.
For a while, it really did look like Rhett was winning. Vincent couldn’t keep up with the speed of Rhett’s hands.
But that’s when I saw Vincent’s hand digging around in his pocket.
Out he pulled a shiny, recently sharpened knife.
“What are you doing, Vincent?” I asked as I cautiously walked into the kitchen where Vincent was stationed, pushing a knife back and forth on some sort of metal stick.
“Well, moron, I’m sharpening my knife,” Vincent grumbled as he violently shoved the knife back and forth.
“Why?” I asked, watching and keeping myself a safe distance away.
Suddenly, he stopped. He got up and took one step towards me. “Because, Macey dear,” He looked up at me and gave me a sly smile. I looked at him with wary eyes. “You never know when you’re gonna need a good knife!” He laughed as he jumped a step forward, his knife pointed directly at me. I gasped as I stepped backwards, holding my chest as though my heart would fall out of my body, it was beating so hard.
“Did I scare you, Macey?” Vincent’s smile got creepier as he tilted his head towards me. Shivers ran up and down my spine.
I directed my attention back to reality and caught my breath as I realized just what was going to happen next.
At the incredible speed of light, every memory I ever had with Luke flashed before my eyes. The last one, the one of his limp body on my bedroom floor, stayed a minute too long before that too, left my brain.
Getting myself up as fast as I possibly could, I ran towards where Rhett was on top of Vincent. I saw him clasping his fingers around the knife handle, preparing to strike. Realizing how little time I had, I lunged toward them, arms outstretched, praying that I’d reach Vincent’s ready hand.
My vision was beginning to become too blurry to see, but I felt my hand slam against Vincent’s, dragging it downwards.
But I also heard a deafening scream.
I'm thinking one more chapter?(:
For those of you who are confused, the slanted writing means she is having a flashback.
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