Myst3ryqueentory

I'm...so... dead. It's Luke Matthew!

Run and escape only to be beaten another day or plead for mercy making promises to forever be his slave and still get beaten up. Yeah I'm taking the first option.

I quickly jump on my feet hoping to make a beeline for the janitor's closet, when I'm suddenly yanked back by my hair - ouch! this mop of brown hasn't seen a saloon in months. Mind being gentle?

" Doesn't this just bring back old memories, love? " Luke drawls in his annoying British accent.

Okay, so you bumped into him on Friday last week, you shouted at him after and might have called him a number of names one of which was an idiotic butthead with an oversized ego. Then you've been avoiding him all week.  You can't exactly blame the guy for having a personal vendetta against you.

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“ You seem to enjoy playing with fire.” Nikon says without looking up as he attends to some papers. 

“ I don't like being disrespected. ” I tell him coldly. 

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He feels it's all revenge. But has this need to protect her. He doesn't know when it started. But later realizes it doesn't really matter.

      What happens when Linda's past comes looking for her? What happens when she realizes what she knows about her past isn't all there is? And what happens when she gets herself tangled up in secrets so twisted they might get her killed?

Follow Linda on her journey as she grows into a strong female with so many secrets to uncover. 



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Twisted Secrets

I open the door to the gym room where I had been waiting outside for the other students to leave for the field.

I start to head to my locker and as soon as I'm in front of it, I open it up.

Having opened the locker, I stop as a result of a surprise waiting for me.

There is another note waiting to be opened by me as well as a pen.

I never expected to see another one here.

Today, I had an influx of more threatening notes. Let's just say I don't think they'll be stopping anytime soon.

I consider chucking it into a waste bin but I decide not to.

I grab it and unfold it to see a message different from the normal message that I've been removing.

' Give the file to me and I'll help you have the freedom you desire. If you are ready to give the file to me, give me an answer. '

There's something extremely different about this reply. I can't explain it. Almost like it's personal.

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