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My name is Isabella Cross. I was just an ordinary person living an ordinary life...wait...no that was someone else's description... My life is anything but normal. My father is Thomas.J. Cross. Yah I know I know....I am the the billionaires and multi bank owners daughter. This is my story. The story of how I was a simple bank teller, the story of how I was held up, the story of how I fell in love. ...............a glimpse in to the future of the book................... "Put you hands on the air" Men holding guns rushed into the room. People hit the ground to afraid to speak. but I was never very much like most people. I grabbed my gun out of the handbag I carried and pointed it at the man closest to me. "Put it down" his voice was very demanding. My face turned white as I started to realize what was going on what I was doing. The gun in his hand found it way towards me. Along with his eyes they where green with a tinge of blue swirled in. In that moment the whole world stopped I was lost for I whole second. Until some stupid idiot had to mess it up. "Put it down lady before I do something I'll probably regret later." Looking at who was speaking. There was a man holding a gun to jodis back. Tear streamed down her face as she looked back at me. Well isn't that freakin' perfect.... *!*warning*!* Cliche content! Highest ranking #1 in #bank NEEDS EDITING
lets start with hmmm...#1 THE BEGINNING
