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Won't Let This Happen To You
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Chloe has just learned of her new 'powers' so to speak. Alek is the cocky guy that wants to help her. She learns that she has to deal with C.B...sorry..I REALLY suck at summarys..but i think that this story is really good! Please read! :D
Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Romance - Alek & Chloe K. - Words: 517 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 4 - Published: 11-18-12 - id: 8713244
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Hey guys..im here with my new story. I'm so excite to be writing this fanfiction for you all. I hope you guys like it! This story will kind of be like the show,but I add things to it..lease give it a chance.

Alek: Oi..You saying she owns this here show? I don't think so *pulls toothpick out of mouth*

Me: Stop trying to act all 80's like xD

Paul: So..Do you guys like...You know..sit down and eat out of a bowl?

Alek: IM GONNA KILL EM!

Chloe: Alek..calm down..I'm trying to sleep *rubs eyes and falls back on bed asleep

Alek: Awww...shes so cute when she sleeps..

All of us:..awww!


Chloes POV

"Chloe! Time to get up! If you don't get up,I swear im not driving you to school!" I heard my mom yell from downstairs.

"Im cominjjfkiwlm" I yelled back. I just wanted to sleep! I got up and sighed. Walking downstairs I couldn't help but feel different.

"Happy 16th birthday sweety!" My mom,Meredith, told me. I smiled at her as she sat down and put a plate of pancakes with whipped cream on the table for me. I thanked her and ate them in record speed. I walked back upstairs and went to my closet. Finally I chose a gray shirt with a half hoodie and skinny jeans. I smiled at my reflection and decided against make-up today. I ran downstairs and hugged my mom.

"Hey..Tell Amy and Paul I say hi." She said winking.

"How'd you know?" I asked her in disbelief.

"Hey, this is why im in charge." She said smirking at me. I smiled and rolled my eyes.

"I'll text you later!" I said as I went out to meet Amy and Paul at the beach to celebrate my early birthday. I wasnt going to school today.

"Happy early birthday Chloe!" Amy squealed as I got there and hugged me. I hugged her back.

"Thanks,and thanks for the cupcake!" I told them both bringing them in for a hug.

Later on we went to a club. This place seemed pretty cool. Lights everywhere,kind of giving me a head ach,but I could handle it. I smiled at Amy and Paul. They were dancing together,they were cute together I have to admit. I shook my head smiling as I looked around me.

"Hey pretty lady." Came a voice behind me. I turned and gave a tight-lipped smile.

"Um...Hi." I said awkwardly.

"How bout you and I go have a bit of fun." He hinted winking. I looked at him disgusted and shook my head and walked away. Little did I a british blond boy was watching me from the bar making sure I was safe.

Next day

"Amy! Where did you go yesterday?" I asked her. She giggled and looked around.

"Sorry but it was a very..crazy time...ME AND PAUL KISSED!" She squealed. I laughed,and looked at her shocked.

"Well...how was it?" I asked not really knowing if I wanted to know.

"At first it was kinda wierd but then we started getting into it.." She trailed off and looked behind me.

"Ok ok ok..." I laughed out.

"London calling three o' clock!" She said in a low voice. I looked back and rolled my eyes.

"Ok..thats your crazy obsession..not mine." I told her. He started,Alek that is, bouncing his basket ball on the wall right behind me. After the 2nd time I got annoyed and grabbed it.

"Ok..some people are trying to have a conversation,so go play look-at-me somewhere else." I told him then threw the ball. I looked at it in shock,it wasnt a human move..infact,it wasnt humanly possible. I looked at Amy.

"Ok...time to go!" I said and pulled her out to the next class ignoring the looks from Alek and his team mates.


So! I know that this chapter REALLY follows the story..but here soon..i swear it wont *wink* just please read and tell others to please! LOVE YOU ALL!

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