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"I didn't expect any of this. Not the car crash. Not being kicked out by my bipolar mom. And by far I didn't expect meeting you."
Allie had a fairly normal life. That is until her mom ships her off to California to live with her brother Tyler. After Allie meets Rebecca, Tyler's live in girlfriend, she witnesses several strange things but shakes them of as nothing special. Then she befriends on of her male classmates, Alec, who is extremely talented but a little odd. But after Tyler get's into a fatal car accident, that almost ended his life, she discovers San Francisco's secret.
My long black hair flowed down my back to my hips. I had on a pair of khaki shorts that were cut mid-thigh. They were worn out, and charred from the heat. I wore a small black shirt that barely fit, and had many small holes, from years of wearing. My gloves, missing the fingers were black, along with my combat boots. I had two leather straps that formed a huge “x” on my shoulder, chest, and stomach, on the back was a long sleek sword, encrusted with jewels. I must have been a sight to see to those who I led towards the underworld. I still remember the day in fact, the day my journey began…
"I didn't expect any of this. Not the car crash. Not being kicked out by my bipolar mom. And by far I didn't expect meeting you."
Allie had a fairly normal life. That is until her mom ships her off to California to live with her brother Tyler. After Allie meets Rebecca, Tyler's live in girlfriend, she witnesses several strange things but shakes them of as nothing special. Then she befriends on of her male classmates, Alec, who is extremely talented but a little odd. But after Tyler get's into a fatal car accident, that almost ended his life, she discovers San Francisco's secret.
My long black hair flowed down my back to my hips. I had on a pair of khaki shorts that were cut mid-thigh. They were worn out, and charred from the heat. I wore a small black shirt that barely fit, and had many small holes, from years of wearing. My gloves, missing the fingers were black, along with my combat boots. I had two leather straps that formed a huge “x” on my shoulder, chest, and stomach, on the back was a long sleek sword, encrusted with jewels. I must have been a sight to see to those who I led towards the underworld. I still remember the day in fact, the day my journey began…