The Bucket List [#Wattys2018]

Chapter one: The Dreamer

"She dreamed in color, while the world
was in grey."
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I'm the girl who dreams of fairytales, waiting for my perfect ending, for my perfect beginning, most importantly my perfect Prince Charming. And that's exactly what I had right in front of me.
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Bam! He slams his door in my face, leaving me fuming on his porch. "Fine! I'll just leave!" I scream ,putting much force on the leave. "Great!" He yells back. I stomp back over to my house. Trust me, we weren't always like this. Let me take you back to the good times....
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"Make a wish" he whispers in my ear. I close my eyes and start to throw my penny into the fountain. Everything was perfect. I wish everything will stay the same.

I hear the coin hit the water and open my eyes, only to meet Ice blue ones staring right back at me. "You're beautiful" Paul said, as if I took his breath away. "You're handsome" I reply, wrapping my arms around his neck, falling into him, falling for him.

He wraps his arms around my waist and brings his lips in. I eagerly kiss back. He pulls back and stares at me for a while, then he takes a piece of my hair and tucks it behind my ear. "I love you" Paul says. I smile, "I love you too". He wraps his arms around me tighter and pulls me in for a hug.

"Amanda...will you go to the dance with me?" He was referring to the school dance. "Yes!" I kiss him on the cheek. This was going to be the best dance ever!
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This was the worst dance in the history of dances. I watch as an array of dresses spin by. Girls laughing with their dates. Dancing with their dates. And here I am sitting at one of the tables.

I can't believe he won't dance with me. You know what, I'll find someone else who wants to dance with me. As I stand up, my heels start to wobble and I fall, but strong arms catch me. I look up and meet Ice blue eyes. My heart speeds up. "We need to talk" Paul says. Those words are never good.

We sit down, it takes him a while to say whatever he was going to say. "This isn't working....we're over" suddenly everything becomes blurry, probably because of my tears. And I run, no destination in mind, I just run. Earlier today he had slammed his door in my face. Last week he seemed that he was totally in love with me. And now...now it's all over.
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"Amy, I'm going to see the world one day, all of it, and its going to be spectacular." I whisper to my best friend. "Yeah no more boys", she states. "Yeah" I murmur. "You know it's been a week, he's probably regretting it already" Amy says, handing me a cup of coffee and sliding down next to me.

I snort. "You know him, big ego, if he did miss me, he wouldn't admit it, he has his pride to protect." "Well, I think there's someone special out there for you." I look out the bay window, my eyes flittering over each light, over each tall building. Maybe. Maybe he is out there.