Sonya Sharma is a highschool indian girl who lives in california with her family which consist of mother, father and older brother. Her motive is to be perfect and satisfy her family.
Andrew Cullen is a European boy who lives in london but for his f...
There I was again tonight Forcing laughter, faking smiles Same old tired, lonely place Walls of insincerity, shifting eyes and vacancy Vanished when I saw your face All I can say is, it was enchanting to meet you.......
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"SAM.." I shouted, this mf always do this,getting late it for highschool its his hobby And here i am stuck with his parents who looking at me like i am going rob them or going to kidnap their previous son who nothing but a nincompoop.
As Sam finally emerged, his disheveled appearance only added to my frustration. "Dude, we're going to be late again. Can't you be more responsible?"
Sam flashed a grin, seemingly unfazed by the urgency. "Chill, Andrew! Life's too short to rush."
"Life is too short too rush..!!, its not like that your parents were looking at me like was about to kidnap you or rob your house", i said as i made my way toward my bike.
My babygirl, how beautiful she is, i was adoring her when i heard sam who way making weird faces ," stop looking at her like a creep, its your bike not a girl" i rolled my eyes at him.
" Hey!! Heyy!! You can't just roll your eyes at me ",Again i rolled my eyes and stated," better you came with me or take a bus, cause i am leaving "
Sam chuckled, but the hint of mischief in his eyes told me he had no intention of taking things seriously. "Alright, alright, Mr. Responsible. Let's roll."
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As always i am in lecture getting bore by professor as he is teaching Maths, not my favorite subject, i have very bad history with math.
But here the girl infront of me is very absorbed in lecture, her black hairs, little tan skin, reading glasses on her pretty nose and her eyes, her eyes are made of honey and chocolate, dark when we see them but when sunlight hit them, it feel like golden hour
Today she is wearing brown cardigan and black jeans and her heirs are falling over her shoulder, the way she's engrossed in her notebook, it's like she's in a world of her own.
She was none other than Sonya, their are unsettled feeling inside me whenever i looked at her my world stops. She radiant in every possible way, strong, capable of everything and mature but childish also.
I remember when that day when she crying so badly in my embrace and all i wanted to stop her from crying and do everything right in her life so she can smile but she smile very rarely.
