⋆.˚ cause baby if your love
is in trouble . ݁₊ ⊹
𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐒
In a high school filled with drama and rivalry, Stella LaBelle leads a quiet life, finding solace in romcom movies, music, and books. A...
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✧˖°. What if he's written 'mine' on my upper thigh Only in my mind? One slip and falling back into the hedge maze, Oh what a way to die. . .
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𝐅LASHBACK Me, Noah, and Wyatt stood at the swings, we each fiercely clutching our favorite seat like it was a prized trophy. The sun hung high in the sky, casting playful shadows as they exchanged heated words.
"I was here first!" I shouted, my pigtails bouncing as I stomped my foot defiantly.
Wyatt, with a scowl, shot back, "But I can swing higher!"
Noah, arms crossed, declared, "You're both wrong; it's my turn!"
Laughter mixed with shouts echoed through the park, our childhood innocence flashing with the determination to claim the swings as their own. Wyatt then told me and Noah to look the other way to distract us, and of course me believing him. He gets on the swing smirking.
