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Liz~ Liz stared at him, amazed. She shook her head and looked back at her dad, waiting for his approval. Her dad grunted in approval, obviously worried that his whiskey ...

Liz~ Liz hung her head and followed her dad out of the classroom, Johnathan right behind her. Her dad wouldn't hit her in front of someone else, would he? Defiantly ...

Liz~ Liz shivered under his touch and smiled. "I will. Just for you." She laughed lightly as the teacher started class.

Liz~ Liz smiled as they took a seat in the back of Bio. Grace smiled and walked in, hugging Liz around her shoulders and sitting down on the other side ...

Liz~ "He might!" She smiled. "Yeah! He would! He's been wanting me to get a tudor all because I got a C on a test! So yeah!" She squealed, resisting ...

Liz~ "I don't know," she admitted. "You could just stay low and away from cameras."

Liz~ "Well, yesterday he was at the point of killing me...now...I'm not so sure." Liz sighed as they walked through the halls and towards her Biology class.

Liz~ Liz took a deep breath and nodded, stepping out of the car. "Okay," she agreed, grimacing at what Tin had text messaged her.

Liz~ Liz nodded and ran back to the bathroom, brushing her hair out and changing again. She slipped into a pair of tight jeans, a skull shirt, and a pair ...

Liz~ Liz smiled at him. "I'm sure," she smiled, kissing him on the cheek again.

Liz~ "You, are nothing like them. Your personallity and the amount of care you show is what seperates you from them the most. You just being you is what seperates ...

Liz~ Liz grimaced and sighed. "You shouldn't. Tin forced himself on me. I wanted it from you." Liz smiled, kissing him.

Liz~ Liz shook her head. "I might need a ride to school though. Why shouldn't you have had fun yesterday?" She asked, sitting on the counter next to him.

WOW! :shock: I really liked this! It was really amazing! I don't usually crit poetry but I had to crit on this piece! Simply amazing! ~Lulu

Liz~ Liz growled and pushed herself up off the bed, grumbling slightly. She'd made it half way to the kitchen and collapsed on the couch, resting her eyes. She hated ...