Love; it wasn't something I thought that much about. Of course I knew that it existed, but the thought of truly loving someone..it just never occurred to me. Especially here.
In Rosman, it's like everyone is stuck on the same page in the same old novel - never able to turn the page and move forward. Most like it that way, though; the repetition is comfortable to them. I guess I am the odd one out..again. But I can't be the only one..right?
It's always the same, though. Boy meets girl, boy goes to work, girl has the kids and the white picket fence she has always wanted - well, thought she always wanted. It has been that way since my grandparents' great-grandparents were around. It has always been that way.
Always has.
Always will.
The same boring disaster. Every. Single. Day. Well, it was until he came...
The boy who changed it all for me...
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Teen Fiction“Don’t lie to me, Kellen,” I screamed at him and pounded on his chest as he attempted to pull me close to him. “You always know when something is going to happen; you somehow always know what I am thinking. You’re crazy fast and always appear at jus...
