One Life

Chapter One

FYI before you read, this story is rushed and shitty to me. Excuse my language. Lol x I made this back in January 2013, and as of 2015, have not completed it...

Yet.

-Taylor

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I have long dark brown curly hair and light blue eyes. I live in America... What people don't know about me, is that I was born in Cheshire, England... and when I do admit it, people think I'm lying. Why? Due to have been around Americans everyday for the last 8years, I no longer have a British accent. You could probably say that I've adapted.

It was an early mid-October morning, 2012.

"Hey, do I know you?" A curly headed brunette asked, sheepishly.

That was how it all begun.

Of course this guy and I were no more than acquaintances... We saw each other every day in grade school... But that doesn't mean we were friends.

He was like every other kid in class... And I was one of those shy girls who never talked, unless asked to.

"Erm, I don't think so." I denied it, smiling subtly.

I moved farther down the canned food aisle, looking up at the emerald eyed cutie every once and a while, who just stood there in awe.

He knew who I was. I could see it in his face, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

I looked away, letting it go. I couldn't be bothered by him or his strange stares. I just needed to find canned pineapples to finish off my protein shake that I was planning to make when I got back home.

"You're lying." He said catching up with me. "Who are you?"

"You don't know me. So why don't you build a bridge and get over it." I responded, sort of annoyed.

"Fine. Lets say for instance that we didn't know each other. Would you then consider telling me who you are?"

I spun around on my heel, facing him, as I sighed nosily. "Go. Away."

He smiled, chuckling a bit at my anger.

I didn't find anything funny about being harassed by a stranger. Nothing what so ever.

I've seen those celebrity gossip things, and what they say about them are just disgusting or rude most of the time. The last thing I wanted, was to be claimed as his girlfriend, and get talked about. And I wasn't a gold digger, but if I were, I would have introduced myself from the moment I looked at him, and given him my number and all.

"Ouch. You're fiesty." He bit his lip, smiling and revealing two deep dimples engraved in his cheeks perfectly. "You must be an Aries."

I snorted, rolling my eyes. "Gemini."

I was actually a Pisces but it was none of his business and how was he gonna know?

"Ah," he scrunched up his face. "Nah ...You're a Pisces. Because Pisces are liars. It's written all over your face."