The Tricksters, Johannah Moloney [speed reading book .TXT] 📗

“Ignorant.”
“Am not! Who are you to be stalking me?” I hissed. I felt stupid to argue with him, when I should be running.
“Haven’t you been feeling a little off lately? Weird stuff happening to you?”
“Like now?” I countered. He sighed again, this time with more of a hint of annoyance. “Of all people, they assign me to you.” He muttered.
“Well, can you stop following me?” I swerved around him, for him to block my way. I glared. “Move.”
His eyes glinted “Make me.”
I snatched my hand out and sprayed any body part I could as I sprinted down the path. Suddenly my feet were seized out from under me, and I spun around with him gripping my elbow. I crashed into him.
When my fingers touched his chest, the sensation seemed to shoot out of my arm. I smelt burnt clothing, and he was sent into a nearby tree, water and splinters raining down on him. I took the opportunity and ran, my life depending on it.
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Publication Date: 02-22-2012

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Dedication:
To my awesome nosy mom.