I walked home, Romeo and Juliet in my hands. I started turning the pages as I became entranced by Shakespeare's words, while my feet walked their way home. When I finished the first scene, I looked up. Two inches in front of me stood a god. Bronze hair, captivating green eyes, strong jaw. "Hello sweetheart…." He began, his voice rough, dominating, and honey-like. "What are you doing in France's crime area?" My eyes widened as his truth bore into me. "Don't worry…." He cooed. "We are not criminals… at the moment. Here is where we derive our car pleasure. Have you ever watched the FAST AND FURIOUS?" My head nodded while I stared into his green eyes that were little orbs of light….. I recalled that movie, something about cars and racing and stupidity. "Well, they got nothing on us…" Stupidity it is. My mouth fell as he moved so I could see what was behind him. An arena of shiny cars lined up, girls in slutty outfits, guys with too much muscle to be humane. Bright colors, people making out, masses of people, all colors (skin/race wise).

I had just stepped into the most dangerous car criminals of the European continent after getting my Romeo and Juliet book. Great job Bella. I mentally smacked myself.

I felt so overdressed (literally. She's wearing jeans and a long t-shirt. And if you have ever seen fast and furious, well, you've seen what they wear….)

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That was the smallest part of the beginning.

And they never pondered how important she might be/whose daughter she is…..

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