"So, our story's over, huh?" She looked at me with those brown eyes of hers. The same brown eyes that got stuck in my head the first time I saw her. The wind was blowing her hair like the hurricane that swirled inside my brain from the day I met her.
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"Well, who says it's over? Isn't this just the beginning?" He then smiled at me – that same smile of his that would always be in my mind forever. I wonder if the scarlet, setting sun made his smile even more memorable?
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Under the Sun
Teen FictionMark Davis was just another 17 year old teenager who loves reading and writing stories for fun. He just wants to live his life in peace. One day, however, this peace was broken when he met a girl. A girl that will help him write his only novel. But...