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All my life, I've dreamt of having that Fairy tale romance you read in those novels. I've read every single romance novel, book, story, and so on. You name it - i've read it. Okay, maybe there are a few exceptions but lets just say I know a thing or two about 'em. Once I got older though, my perspective of love has changed drastically. Love is no longer something I lust over. Love is no longer something I need. It's more like something that I should avoid at all cost.
Anyways, background check: high school graduate, almost college graduate, emotionally damaged. Not suicidal though, no. It's just that i'm so through with love, over it, done. My heart was broken so many times, i've been cheated on countless of times, etc. I've tried avoiding those kind of relationships, but all the guys I've dated always ended up being jerks, perverts, psychopaths, stalkers, and so on. I always told myself, maybe this one would be the right one, but nope. They would always back stab me and i'd get hurt once again. So I soon realized love is not for me... I'm done looking for the right guy. It's whatever though, I can always fantasize over guys in the books, they would never hurt me. Sad, right? I couldn't agree more.
"Earth to Phoebe Grey, hello?" Amber woke me from my daydream. Amber Bloom has been my best friend since I first entered high school. She and I are like two different people, while I'm here trying to avoid men, she'd rather catch them all. She's stunningly beautiful, long black wavy hair with piercing brown eyes, thin, light skin, tall... Hence, model status. I look like a child beside her; boring long brown wavy chocolate hair with big grey eyes. I'm very thin but I lack of boobs and curves, unlike Amber. She's all curves, I glance at her with envy.
"Oh, sorry Amber," I replied.
She rolls her eyes and sits right next to me, taking my book and putting it down.
"You still reading these? God, no wonder you're still single."
"My mom likes to read too and she's got a ring on her finger." I murmured.
"Yeah but your mom was smoking hot and ended up with the richest man in Seattle, your dad.. Man... Your dad..." she sighs and grins stupidly, thinking about my dad.
"Ew? He's like, 4 billion times your age, plus he's married, plus he's my dad!" I stand up and glare at her. The thought of her fantasizing over my dad is just... disturbing. Well, she's not the first to fantasize over him, I've had a bunch of fake friends who'd only talk to me because they only wanted to meet my dad and drool over his feet, one of the many reasons why I moved out. Although I miss them terribly, their influence ruin my social life. Don't get me wrong though, I still visit them at least once or twice a month.
"Fine, whatever. How about Ted? He single yet?" She asked, raising a brow at me.
"No! He's married too. Jeez Amber, would you like to marry my whole family while you're at it?"
I throw my phone at her and it rings. What is with the Grey men that make all the girls swoon? Well, my brother Theodore, aka Ted, isn't unattractive, I mean.. Not as good looking as my dad, but still. Blue eyes, coppered hair, fit, tall, smart... Okay, I guess he is the whole package, I frown and shake the image of my brother away.
"Amber speaking. Oh hey Rick. Yeah, i'm totally down to party. No, i'm staying sober for tonight." She says, glancing at me while I giggle, Amber sober? I don't think so. She throws a pillow at me and continues,
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【Fifty Shades of Phoebe】
FanfictionAfter living under her parents roof, Phoebe Grey decides to live on her own and experience life all by herself, in the company of her best friend Amber. After meeting the famous yet dangerous Stephan Knight, Phoebe tries to deny her attraction towa...