Ava Baker.
I remember the day we met. We'd gone to the same school our entire lives, lived a block away from each other, yet we never even exchanged a hello.
Sure, I had a few classes with her, but I never really knew who she was.
That was until, she decided to collide into my life.
It was junior year of high school, I had just finished a four mile run. Sweat dripped down my hair, into my eyes. After every track practice, the thought of cutting my hair ran through my mind, but I always talked myself out of it by the time I got home.
Rubbing my eyes, I felt my body crash into someone."Hey!" A voice called.
I looked below me. Ava Baker.
"Sorry." I mumbled. "Is your camera okay?"
She grinned. "Of course. I've never dropped her in my life. Why are you so sweaty?"
I pointed at my track uniform.
She tilted her head. "I don't do sports. Soccer?"
I laughed. "Close. Track."
"Ew." She laughed. "Running for fun? No thanks."
She didn't run, like ever. Literally and in life. There was no challenge, no fear Ava didn't run from. Not even from me, she went to every track meet, camera in hand, ready to snap the most horrendous photo.
And after our first meeting, she was in that spot after every practice, our spot.
If I'm being honest, I used to find her relentlessness annoying. But then out of nowhere, like Ava, the days came where I'd get excited walking back from practice.
I found myself really falling for her. I thought maybe all of these efforts to befriend me were cause of a silly crush, that the feelings were mutual.
But then she confessed her undying love for Jonah Martin.
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Shutter
Teen FictionAva Baker is fearless, she doesn't ask, she takes. Michael Lao keeps to himself, he doesn't speak unless spoken to. When Ava and Michael's worlds collide, it feels like fate for these two high schoolers. But fate has different plans in store. With o...
