What would you do if you loved a stranger? You don't know her at first, but then you get to know her. You watched her laugh. You helped her when she cried. You listened to her many, many rants. Each time she smiled it was like a million fireworks exploded in your chest. Every single tear that flowed down her face made your own eyes water even more. Her hair, her eyes, her laugh, her voice, her everything. You loved her. She was the only thing you ever thought about. Your life revolved around her. Seems like a pretty powerful thing, huh? They call it love.
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Love. The very word gave Madison Ziegler a spine-tingling sensation. She hated it. She had only ever been in love once before. She didn't know why the word bothered her, it just did. The way it made people stutter. The way it made them look like complete idiots. You see, Madison was what some would call "up tight." She had her whole life planned out, and it had been that way since she was six years old. She would dance her way into college. The University of California, to be exact. She would become a professional dancer, and all would be well. She'd live with her friends and they'd have the time of their lives. All would go exactly as planned and she wouldn't have to put herself through all that depressing heartbreak stuff. It was her life plan. And it would purpose just that. Wouldn't it? Plans are forever. Yeah. Forever. What Madison didn't know is that plans change.
