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Sarah
Age 13
Brandt Gamble was beautiful.
He looked tall for as lean as he was. The shirt he wore made his shoulders appear impossibly wide because the cloth stretched tight over his upper half while remaining baggy lower down.
His chocolate-colored hair held the shaggy look, shorter in the back and longer up front so that his bangs hung down into his eyes, obscuring what color they were.
Face narrow, chin pointed, mouth and nose on the slim side, his features were too well proportioned, only offset by his bruised eye and a single freckle, mole, beauty mark thing hugging the right side of his nose. He reminded me of Sam Winchester off Supernatural.
The dark slashes of his eyebrows were expressive as he studied the hive of students swarming past him with leery suspicion. He didn’t
