Prince Of Wolves

cque’s bedroom floor, hot chocolate in hand, because natura

and spill i

“so I’m sitting in my window seat, shade

honestly were using binoc

etails, so I was getting yo

d track playing in the back ground cuz that would

was thinking more James Bond-ish, you

ff. But you couldn’t be Beth ‘cause you’re not stacked enough on to

ughter right now and why are we talking about this anyway beca

an hour when finally a black stretch limo pull

xchange student shows u

you the limo is of no consequence once the person inside stepped ou

we talking Brad Pitt boyish good looks, or

Johnny need to bow down and

he is a walking Calvin Cline ad, it begins to get strange at this point

strange alread

raight at me, like he could sense I was watching him! Like, right in my eyes. I literally coul

re entering the world of “what the hell.” As he is staring at me I hear a voice in my head and it

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he deep end, but they just sit there staring at her. “Well?” Jacque asked. Finally Jen stirs taking a dee

and Jacque say a

ree fresh mugs of hot chocola

udent drives up in a limo, steps out, rocks your world, looks into your

ong lost dead relative who’s been searching for me since they died and happen to find me the moment that hottie looke

saying,” she said throwing her h

oudly and covered her eyes with the back of h

, we just didn’t want you to know that we

voice, in my head, and it knew my name! That is crazy, jacked up; put-her-in-a straight jacket, totally i

she wasn’t always in touch with reality. Jacque’s father wasn’t in the picture and never had been, he had bailed as soon as he found out her mom was preg

, Jac, really you’re not. There has to be some sort

ool starts. From now until then we are on