Our eyes met, for half a second, as we passed in the busy city of New York. Your eyes, brown and deep like milk chocolate, shot through me like a knife. My eyes blue and bright, were only focused on you. We brushed shoulders, making every little vein in my body rush and explode with electricity. You mumbled 'sorry' and I said 'it's okay'. I could feel my heart skipping a beat, so I held my breath. And we walked our separate ways, crossing different paths, continuing our lives. The thing that really kills me, is that I will never know what could've been.That was until September 16th..
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Bad Habits [NOT COMPLETED]
Teen FictionSince Ella's fathers death, she moved to New York to hope for a new beginning. Sadly her new beginning has been shattered when her brother tragically dies. With new beginning come new people. And with new people comes new bad habits. Caught up in a...