Prologue

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Twigs snapped. I heard the leaves rustle in the breeze. I turned around. A figure emerged out of the woods.
He said something I couldn't hear. I turned away and ran back through the dark woods. I hid behind a thick oak tree, squatting, peering out from the side. I turned around. A blurred figure shot through the woods. I turned to face the tree and closed my eyes. I felt an icy hand on my shoulder. I tensed up.
"Who are you?" I whispered. There was no answer.
"Who are you?" I gritted my teeth saying louder.
"Blake. And you?" He said leaning against a tree adjacent from me. I stood up and brushed off my jeans.
"Alexandra..." I said, staring down the trail.
"And what do you think you're doing in the woods alone at this hour." He said.
"Why would you care?" I say.
"Ahh... Feisty one..." He answered.
"Don't!" I said, staring hard into his deep blue eyes.
"Do you mind if I walk you home?" He said.
"Back off!" I yelled. He reached out a hand, I pushed him back and ran through the woods, not stopping until I reached my window.

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