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Lost souls.

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I look up and meet with green eyes. Mind you, striking emerald green eyes with messy blonde locks falling before them. Striking as ever! I shook myself from my trance and raised an eyebrow. "Eleanor?" He said in a husky, but sexy voice. I gulped the lump in my throat, "Yes?" "I'm Adrien Brewer." He said sticking his hand out, his other hand in his pocket. "Oh! Well I am-" "I know." "Yeah. Well that was really nice of you" I said sarcasm dripping from my voice. "Why, thank you. Not so many people call me nice" He said smirking. "What do you want, hottie?" I asked and froze when I realized what I had called him. I turned to look at him, to see his emerald eyes glinting in amusement, his head cutely tilted to the side. "Hottie? I like that" He said, patting me on the back, and he was off. ---------------------------- Eleanor Marshell, is a seventeen year old girl, changing schools, where she meets Melissa Ferns. She takes the competition on the first day of high school again..But, when something heart-breaking happens in her life, her life turns upside down. Will Mr. Popular, Adrien Brewer be able to help her? Read to find out my friends...;) Warning- my first teen fic, guys. Mature contents probably, bt u all r teens, so this warning goes out of the window ;) ENJOY! Paboz.
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Chapter 1 - Prolouge

Hey guys! It's Prabhavi here. So this is the book I've been secretly writing about. I hope you all like it. Updates, won't be very frequent cause one chapter contains almost 700 words, almost!!. I really hope I get votes for my sweat. *Cleaning imaginary sweat from my forehead*.

Go read guys.

I look up and meet with green eyes. Mind you, striking emerald green eyes with messy blonde locks falling before them. Striking as ever! I shook myself from my trance and raised an eyebrow.

"Eleanor?" He said in a husky, but sexy voice.

I gulped the lump in my throat, "Yes?"

"I'm Adrien Brewer." He said sticking his hand out, his other hand in his pocket.

"Oh! Well I am-"

"I know."

"Yeah. Well that was really nice of you" I said sarcasm dripping from my voice.

"Why, thank you. Not so many people call me nice" He said smirking.

"What do you want, hottie?" I asked and froze when I realized what I had called him.

I turned to look at him, to see his emerald eyes glinting in amusement, his head cutely tilted to the side.

"Hottie? I like that" He said, patting me on the back, and he was off.

Find out what happens people.