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Beauty on the Run

Novel By: thatlonelyone
Thrillers



There's more to Ava's life than what people can really see. Behind her beauty, is the personality of a pure angel. But when her looks become a "threat" to a dark angel, he wants her. He wants to keep her hidden from the rest of the world. He wants her to be cast away from all eyes...he wants her as his slave.

Fredrik Ljungberg can't get her himself. He ends up hiring two attractive orphan boys to help him, while offering them a place to stay, and a highly paid wage. Carter and Marshall agree, not knowing what they're getting into.

But among the midst of the attacks, Carter and Marshall start seeing the true beauty in Ava. They can't help but fall in love with her. But after seeing the little kindness in the boys, Ava finds herself falling for them. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Feb 15, 2013    Reads: 21    Comments: 2    Likes: 3   


I hate high school. I didn't like it before I was somewhat kidnapped, but now with Carter and Marshall here, I hate it even more.

I get to watch Carter practically making out with Kayla all day. Same with Marshall and Bridget. The sad truth is though, that they're only doing it to keep closer to me. Which is a shitty reason to break two girls' hearts. AND THEY'RE MY BEST FRIENDS!

I was sitting by myself at our normal lunch table when Kayla came up and sat by me. I smiled at her as she put her bag down. She was alone…for now.

"Carter said it would be a good idea for all of us to sit together today. Is that okay?"

"Oh yeah sure," I said sarcastically, only allowing myself to actually get the sarcasm.

Jed finally came back from getting our food, and he took a seat on the other side of me. "Where's your psycho boyfriend Kayla?"

I lightly hit him on the arm.

"What?" He asked overreacting.

I cleared my throat as I smiled at Kayla and then looked back at Jed. He could sense my irritation, but I'm glad she couldn't. "CARTER…" I emphasized his name "…suggested that it would be a good idea for us all to sit together today. Especially before our triple date tonight."

He rolled his eyes. "I'm not going to be able to go to that Ava. You should know that! I have practice tonight because we play tomorrow."

I scowled at him. "You don't EVER have basketball practice on a Friday night Jed."

"Well tonight I do. I have to be there too because we're playing tomorrow against one of the better teams in our conference."

I sighed as I looked down at the burger sitting in front of me. I guess I'll have to go by myself. Kayla nudged me and I looked up at her, not letting her see the worry on my face.

"Hey, I don't think that Bridget is going to be able to go tonight either. She said she has some band thing to go to tonight. That means if you still wanted, you could go with Marshall and we could still double!"

I nearly died at the thought. I smiled slightly along with her.

Jed cleared his throat, making me look at him. "I think my schedule just opened up."

Kayla perked up. "Well Marshall might still be going with or without B."

"As if that wasn't going to happen," I muttered under my breath.

"What's that A?"

I looked back up at Kayla. "I just said that's awesome that that's going to happen." My fake smile made her smile and she dropped the subject, only to go onto talking about how cute Carter looked today with his hair slightly spiked. I didn't notice.

Then Carter and Marshall finally joined us at the table, along with Bridget. I sat there and watched them all make kissy faces to each other. I seriously thought I was going to be sick.

The bell didn't ring soon enough. Without saying much to Bridget or Kayla, I left the cafeteria with Jed. We were off to our last three classes of the day. And of course, if you didn't already guess it, Carter AND Marshall were in those classes as well.

The school day ended with Bridget completely bitching me out in the hallway.

Elaboration…: They were actually spitting spitballs at each other. It was annoying and immature and all of the above. They knew it was annoying me, so they continued.

But then, Marshall's "ammo" attacked my hair, getting all that wet gross, disgusting slop into my long blonde hair!

After touching it briefly, I turned and looked at him air-fiving Carter from the other side of me. I stood up and I slapped him across the face, making him and Carter both stand up. I grabbed my bag, threw it over my shoulder, and then I ran out of the classroom just before Mrs. Perkins could give me a detention.

So in short, I slapped Bridget's "boyfriend" and now she's pissed at me.

After I ran out of the classroom, I went straight to the bathroom and nearly took a shower in the sink. I did whatever I could to get that disgusting thing out of my hair. It took me a little bit, but it was finally out.

Jed practically squealed out of the parking lot after my brother and I got into his car. In a few minutes, we were sitting in the driveway. I sat there as Mikey happily climbed out of the car.

"Are you sure about this 'date' thing tonight A?"

I looked over at Jed. There was CONCERN written all over his face…in his eyes, on his forehead, even in his lips. I nodded. "I know Kayla's the one that's really looking forwards to it, and I want to make sure that this asshole doesn't do anything to hurt her."

His expressions didn't change. "Well you know that I'm going to end up kicking his ass if anything happens tonight."

I smiled. "I know Jed. Just promise me that you'll at least try to be nice tonight."

"Only if you promise to not let them annoy the hell out of you."

I smiled at him as I grabbed my bag. "Touché Jed." I got out of the car.

"Ava!" I turned around to see him looked out at me. "Hey, I'll be coming back in a couple of hours for that stupid date. I promise I'll be here before they all leave."

I nodded at him and then I walked up the drive. I stopped a few feet from his car.

I felt eyes…. I turned around to look up and down the street…but there was no one there. I looked back at Jed who was also looking around. He really was the sweetest guy.

I shrugged and continued to walk back into the house. I closed the door tightly behind me and I looked out the side window at Jed pulling out of the driveway and off down the street.

I turned around and marched up to my room.

The phone in my room started ringing just as I was headed towards the bathroom that connected to my room. I was originally going to go pee, but that was going to have to wait.

I walked over to the far side of my room, next to the window, and I picked up the cordless phone seeing Kayla's name scrolling across. "Hello?"

"Hey A, we need to talk."

"Alright, go for it."

I waited as she sighed. "B's really pissed off." I knew that. "She was able to get out of her band thingy or whatever, but now she doesn't want to come altogether."

I sighed. I saw that coming as well. "Alright, well the two of us can still go with Jed."

"Alright, hold on a second." She paused and I could hear her searching through papers. I assumed she was digging around her purse. "Here we go. Alright, so Carter and Marshall set up reservations at this fancy Italian place. Is that okay?"

"A fancy place K? I don't think I can afford that."

"Well that's okay though Ava. Carter and Marshall are going to be paying for everything. Carter says that he knows the owner of the restaurant."

Oh great. I sighed and looked at the clock. "Alright. What's the name of the restaurant and what time do we need to be down there?"

"Um, I'm not quite sure yet. Carter's gonna come over here with Marshall, and then we're gonna come over to your house."

No. There's no way I'm letting them step inside my house. "Kayla I don't think that's a very good idea."

"Why not?"

"Well…how about we just meet up outside my house then. I'll be ready whenever you get here. Then I'll ride with Jed and we'll follow you guys down to the restaurant."

She paused for a second. "Okay, that'll work I guess. Don't forget to dress up super pretty A. I mean, you're always pretty, but you have to dress fancy. I'm wearing a dress and heels. You better do the same."

She always wanted us to be the same. "Alright," I chuckled. "Call me when you're leaving your place okay?"

"Okay A." She hung up the phone and I put the phone back on its stand. I walked over to the bathroom, finally being able to go now.

When I was finally relieved, I walked over to my large closet and I picked out a fancy yet casual dress, and a pair of matching heels. I laid them out on my bed and then logged onto my computer. I have to kill time somehow.





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