BOOK ONE OF THE "BROKEN" SERIES
"He looked like Heaven. She felt like Fire."
Blaise Nightshade. A small, feisty, and vulgar high schooler with a rocky past and no future. She hides behind her snarky attitude and sexual innuendos to hide from the fac...
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Face to Face~ Rex Orange County
~E L I Z A B E T H~ "— a bit too sassy, not enough classy..."
"SAINT'S HERE!" A small voice yells before a bundle of golden brown hair sprints out of Saint's new house.
Saint lets out a dramatic "oof" when his little sister, Elizabeth, jumps into his arms as soon as he gets out of the car.
"You're getting heavy, bubba," Saint teases his seven-year-old sister.
She slaps his chest. "Oi, piss off, ya mongrel. I'm only sixteen kilos!" Though her language sounds grown up, her voice is so little and cute.
Saint gasps. "You callin' me a mongrel? Who taught you that?"
Elizabeth giggles. "Mum. She got pissed one night, started cussin'. Drank too much grown-up juice."
Blaise, who had watched the two siblings with a smile on her face, hops out of the car. She starts to walk around the car to introduce herself to Saint's sister, but Elizabeth notices her before she's closed her door.
"Who's that?" The young girl questions.
Saint looks back to see Blaise admiring his large, white house. "She's my new friend. Her name is Blaise."
Elizabeth round eyes admire the raven-haired girl. "She's pretty."
Saint smiles softly. "Yeah, she is."
The young girl looks at him. "She your girlfriend?"
Saint blushes and places his sister on the ground. "You wish, Liz."
Liz smirks. "I think you do, mongrel."
Blaise snaps out of her daze when Liz taps her on the arm. Blaise looks down at the young girl and the first thing she notices is her eyes. She has Heterochromia; one eye is grey while the other is hazel. The next thing she notices is the girls hair. It's just as curly and unruly as her brothers, but Blaise thinks that's what makes them cute. She looks a lot like Saint, though her skin tone is a little bit lighter than his. Her eyes are round, her eyelashes are long and golden, her cheeks are slightly chubby, her lips are full, she has a cute little button nose, and she's quite tall for her age. She's up to Blaise's shoulder, so she's at least in the four feet range. That's tall for a seven-year-old.
Liz sticks out her hand for Blaise to shake. "The name's Elizabeth, but you can call me Liz," she introduces herself.
Blaise timidly shakes the girl's hand. This is the first kid that hasn't cursed at her, so she's wary as to why this one seems so chill. "I'm Blaise."
