BOOK 1
Chapter 2
It was a mad rush out of the classroom. They were a herd of stampeding wild animals. Alice and I make our way to our lockers. 'Wow I learned so much from Ms. James', Alice says. 'Like what?', I ask. I can't remember what she said in response. As she tells me what she learned in such a short period of time I see Victor he's talking to some girl then she kisses him for what feels like will never end. My face turns bright red as I see this little display. 'Triste?', Alice says, 'What' I say growling at her. 'You just looked angry, was it something I said?' 'Oh no it's just...' I look in Victor's direction. 'Oh you like him huh?', says Alice in her matchmaker voice. 'Maybe a little bit', I reply 'He has a girl friend you know'. Why must Alice always be so annoyingly right?! 'What's her name?' 'Who's name?', Alice says. 'Victor's girl friend', 'Who's Victor?'. I reach my breaking point 'VICTOR IS THE HOT GUY IN THE LEATHER JACKET!!!!' 'oh', Alice says calmly. Oh no what have I done?! Victor starts coming over to me. 'Do I know you?', he says in his silky smooth voice 'um...huh...um...aauh...I...you...dreamy' ugh such an idiot! 'I do know you. Don't you sit next to me in science?' 'yah', I say still amazed that he is talking to me. 'May I ask what your name is?', he asks 'I'm...I mean...My name is Triste Piazzola', I say glad to finally collect my thoughts. 'Cool see ya around school T'. "T" he nicknamed me "T", oh wow what a day.
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The Flight
Teen FictionYoung Triste was an ordinary teen until one day when her whole world changed dramatically. Follow her struggle of love, sacrifice, and identity.
