When I was fifteen and a freshman in high school, I though I was in love. He was an older boy with eyes like golden embers that warmed me to the core and a body like stone carved as a Greek God. After two years of romantic dates and countless bedroom encounters, I though things were great. I thought, yeah, I could live my life with this man. And then she came along. Sarah stole Joseph from me in a single night. And that night I swore that I would never fall in love again.
So what happens when It’s my freshman year all over again and anything I may have felt as a kid is multiplied ten fold? What if the boy in my Animal Science 110 class has all of my common interests and is pretty easy on the eyes? After two years of being independent and self sufficient can I learn to open my heart or will I let him slip away?
I have no idea. I can’t predict the future. But maybe if you read along and follow my adventure, we can find out together. Go ahead, click that “START READING” button and let’s see if I can learn how beautiful love could truly be in MISS INDEPENDENT?
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Historia CortaJust little tidbits because I'm lazy. I come up with some ideas that could turn into cool books (or even movies :P) but I'm too lazy to put forth all that effort. So, here are a collection of little stories I started and never finished. If you want...
