The first time we hung out he took me to this little place that he called his haven. The haven is the only place in san francisco with green grass left. It was late November and the air was getting cold. At the haven, Bruno has an old fashioned juke box, the thing that plays music. And he has a box full of provisions and sweets. He brought me up on the hill where the haven is, and lifted up the tarp, covering... a dining table with a buffet on top. I hadn't eaten since yesterday morning so I kinda pigged out. I'm surprised he still wanted to be with me after that dinner, but he did. After the dinner we sat down in the grass and watched the stars and made pictures with them that he said were called constellations back when everybody cared. Now everyone knows there is no time to sit and look at the stars, only to run from the conflict. Bruno walked me home that night and I asked him to stay for a while and gave me my first kiss, and then he said he needed to go to say goodnight to his little brothers grave like he did every night, Now things are different.
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The Warrior
Teen FictionMae is a strong independent teenager who falls in love with Bruno a dashing young man with a great sense of humor, living in the dystopian future isn't easy but through the ups and downs Mae is a warrior and always will be
