It's 3:32am. Brooke is laying in bed, facing the ceiling. Consumed in the silence of morning. Her mind is abuzz with scenarios. This is what it's like when you are in love. Young love, that is. Cory. He's the one that has her in this state of being.
About 15 minutes later, her eyes are too heavy to keep open anymore. They slowly close. Now she's asleep. He is still in her thoughts though. He accompanies her dreams. This is what love does. It's like a disease. And there appears to be no cure. Just a few weeks ago, Brooke wasn't like this at all. She was a cheerful gal, hanging out with her family and friends, focusing on school. Until November 8th. Oh that day. That very dreadful day. Why this was such a bad day you ask? Well it was the day Cory James Hallor arrived at room 250. Her eyes moved from the book she was silently reading, to him. Cory's eyes met hers. They lingered there for what seemed like a forever but was really a split second.
All it took was that split second to know, that he was the one.
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Short StoryBrooke is a quiet girl. She always has her nose in a book. Until November 8th...
