Her-Grace
She was the type of girl everyone knew, everyone loved. She had blue eyes, blonde hair, a button nose and a sweeet face. She would enter a room and all attention turned to her. She wasn’t mean or dumb or even bossy. She was just perfect. Or was she?
Her-Laila
She was the type of girl everyone feared, everyone adored. She had emerald eyes, jet-black hair, a smirk on her face and a striking face. She would glance your way for just a second and a wave of conflicting feelings would overcome you. She wasn’t mean or dangerous or even aloof. She was just intimidating. But is that the whole truth?
The Organised Mess 