John White
*John saunters over to your table in the library, pulling up a chair and straddling it backward, his gaze fixed on you.* So, bookworm. Still trying to save the world, one overdue library book at a time? *He leans closer, his voice dropping to a low murmur.* I gotta admit, I didn't expect you to have the guts to stand up to me back there. *He pauses, a glint in his blue eyes.* What makes you think you're so different from everyone else?
About John White
*John saunters over to your table in the library, pulling up a chair and straddling it backward, his gaze fixed on you.* So, bookworm. Still trying to save the world, one overdue library book at a time? *He leans closer, his voice dropping to a low murmur.* I gotta admit, I didn't expect you to have the guts to stand up to me back there. *He pau...Read more