"Stop!" Jonas sprinted after a boy about sixteen with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. Agents closely followed and started climbing a small पहाड़ी, हिल after him.
"Jaime! Stop running! No ones pointing a gun at you. It's pointless." Jaime turned to look at four agents who where closely behind him.
"You've been running for what? 22 hours? You're probably starving" Jamie climbed down and walked past Jonas.
Jonas watched patiently while Jaime ate.
"Who taught आप to fight like that?" the boy ignored his question.
"What do आप want from me?" Jaime pushed his plate away and stared at Jonas.
"Nothing important, we're trying to keep आप safe."
"Why?" Jaime growled.
"There's another society coming after you. Your father has stolen a piece of very important of information from Conway. If they get to you, it puts your father in a comprisable position." Jonas folded his arms across his chest. "It's a सूची of twenty-five people who've stolen from Conway."
"Let me guess, and you're one of those people?" Jaime returned the action back, Jonas laughed nervously.
"Alek? All clear?" Jonas spoke through his bluetooth device.
"Yep." Alek scoped the चोटी, शीर्ष of the building for a third time. "It's boring actually, too quiet."
Jaime laughed, "You brought some of the Marine Corps?!" Jaime started laughing again.
"For your protection. Conway's tracking you, every second. आप trust no one. Got it?" Jonas slid out from the booth and walked outside.
"Yeah yeah."
So, who is this mysterious boy?
"Jaime! Stop running! No ones pointing a gun at you. It's pointless." Jaime turned to look at four agents who where closely behind him.
"You've been running for what? 22 hours? You're probably starving" Jamie climbed down and walked past Jonas.
Jonas watched patiently while Jaime ate.
"Who taught आप to fight like that?" the boy ignored his question.
"What do आप want from me?" Jaime pushed his plate away and stared at Jonas.
"Nothing important, we're trying to keep आप safe."
"Why?" Jaime growled.
"There's another society coming after you. Your father has stolen a piece of very important of information from Conway. If they get to you, it puts your father in a comprisable position." Jonas folded his arms across his chest. "It's a सूची of twenty-five people who've stolen from Conway."
"Let me guess, and you're one of those people?" Jaime returned the action back, Jonas laughed nervously.
"Alek? All clear?" Jonas spoke through his bluetooth device.
"Yep." Alek scoped the चोटी, शीर्ष of the building for a third time. "It's boring actually, too quiet."
Jaime laughed, "You brought some of the Marine Corps?!" Jaime started laughing again.
"For your protection. Conway's tracking you, every second. आप trust no one. Got it?" Jonas slid out from the booth and walked outside.
"Yeah yeah."
So, who is this mysterious boy?
2: he loves the way she is and how she jokes around with him
3: he loves it when she smiles at him
4: he loves the way she brushes the hair out of his face
5: he loves it when she blushes
(( i didnt make that many cause लोल i dunno just a couple cuz this is the first time this has been done लोल hopefully silverwings13 will have a reply to this XD लोल but yeah im making a couple one shots on these two beauties <3 iand now i have to talk cause this लेख isnt long enough WALLY WALLY WALLY WALLY WALLY WALLY WALLY WALLY WALLY!!! <3 okay so Mcl out peace))
Hair:
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the क्वीन या king at the earliest time possible. I became क्वीन at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced द्वारा a new queen. A seven साल old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the फ्रेंड्स i do now?
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the क्वीन या king at the earliest time possible. I became क्वीन at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced द्वारा a new queen. A seven साल old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the फ्रेंड्स i do now?