There he was. In a glimpse of the vibrant amber eyes, you saw your worst nightmare: your bully, Caleb Earl. He caught your stare, making his way- or looming- to you. Your breath hitched as you gulped in what he would say. Although he was popular and seemingly friendly, you supposed there was something about you he hated. Every clever insult directed at you would sting more than the average few words. He was right in front of you, the cold glare in his warm eyes. Here we go again.
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