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Love is Dangerous -1-

*Hi guys!!! This is my new story, dont worry I am not stopping any other stories. This is dedicated to Cessy (Francesca) and Caitlyn. And of course, Michael. We all miss you!!
-Lexa*

Bio:
Name: Danielle O'Neil
Hair: Wavy Brown, down to hips (LONG! lol)
Skin: Mixed
Eyes: Dark Brown
Occupation: Pre-K teacher
Age: 26

Well as you know, my name is Danielle O'Neil and I am a pre-k teacher.

Lindsay(student): Miss. O'Neil?
Me: Yes Lindsay?
Lindsay: Tyler keeps pulling my hair.
Me: Tyler!! Come here!
Tyler: Yes Miss O'Neil?
Me: Why do you keep pulling Lindsay's hair?
Tyler: Idk.
Me: Well when your parents get here I'm gonna have to tell them.
Tyler: But......fine. *walks away*
Me: *to Lindsay* Just stay away from him for the rest of the day, ok?
Lindsay: *nods her head* *walks away*
Me: *leans back in my chair* *sighs*

I've been a pre-k teacher ever since I was 20. Only because my mom owned the school. Don't get me wrong, I love kids. It's just I have basically never had a break in 6 years. Ugh. Thanks mom. I love her but she can be a pain. I only have 2 real friends, Francesca (Cessy) and Caitlyn.

After work I went to the mall to meet up with Cessy.

Cessy: Why is it that you never have a break?
Me: Mom. She wants me to work 24/7. I'm suprised she actually let me go to the mall.
Cessy: Dang, your mom is strict.
Me: I know. *looks at newspaper* Omg.
Cessy: *stops walking* What?
Me: Look at this.

It reads:

Here in Encino we have just discovered that there have been 8 murders in 1 week. Police are investigating the murders which were all women.....(blah blah blah. lol)

Cessy: Omg. I can't believe it. There's a murderer in Encino.
Me: I know. Ugh. That's so creepy.
Cessy: Can we go to your house? I don't feel safe here.
Me: *giggles* Ok. Lets go.

It was night when we were walking home. Cessy kept squeezing my arm and I literally had to pry her off of me. As we were walking I could hear somebody walking behind us.

Me: *turns around* Who are you?
?:...........

*Sorry this is short. The next part should be better and longer. It should be up today.
-Lexa*

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