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Prologue:
My name is Ella. Ella Blue. I am sixteen years old and I'm in love with my boyfriend's best friend. Sam Collins was the love of my life for about two years. We did what any high school couple did. Held hands, talked on the phone for hours, went out the movies. I loved him. At least, I thought I did...
I didn't think much about his best friend until now. Jace Moreau. He was beautiful, kind, hilarious and so romantic. Any and every girl's dream. And he was definitely my dream.
But he was taken as well. By my best friend, Jessie Lincon. And I hated it. Hated every waking minute of it. But I couldn't just break Sam's heart... or Jessie's! What am I going to do?
Jessie's dating Jace
Sam is dating me. (Ella)
I love Jace. Not Sam.
I'm in Love With My Boyfriend's Best friend... Who is Also My Best friend's Boyfriend!
This won't be a normal summer.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chapter One~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"So you think you got game, eh?" I playfully teased Jace.
"Oh - I KNOW I got game!" He teased back.
"Prove it." I gave a flirty smille, instantly wiping it from my face and looking to see if my boyfriend, Sam, or bestfriend, Jessie, saw. Sam was admiring the large statue in the middle of the Theatre's lobby and Jessie was checking what movies were playing. I turned back to Jace.
"Fine. I will. You, me, Air Hockey table. Winner buys the other's ticket AND snacks!" He challenged.
"You're on!"
We dashed to the Arcade section of the lobby and inserted the tokens.
"Imma make you wish you wasn't born, yo!" He taunted, I laughed loudly.
"Imma make you so poor you won't even be able to afford to pay attention after you buy me that ticket and snacks of choice!" I remembered that line from the internet, originally a "Yo Momma" joke, but this worked aswell.
"It's not like you're buying snacks made from gold! This theatre can barely afford decent smelling washrooms!"
I smiled at him. I mindlessly played while glancing at his beautiful face every chance I could. My heart stopped every time I looked at him. His golden-blonde hair, perfectly soft and shiny... short enough to look neat, but long enough to look young and playful. He had baby-blue eyes that made me melt whenever he looked at me. His lips were just the right amount of pink. His cheeks were rosie and soft-looking.
I loved him.
"Stop thinking like that!" I thought. I had a boyfriend. I wasn't supposed to think about other guys like this.
"You okay...?" Jace asked curiously, obviously noticing me debating with myself in my mind.
"Oh... yeah, why?" I asked, already knowing why. I spaced out again looking at him.
"Because I am going to kick your ass!" He yelled, people stared but he didn't care. He didn't care what other people thought - that's one of the reasons I loved him.
"In your dreams, Moreau!" I used him last name to sound more intimidating. I wondered if it worked.
He gave an evil laugh. He always did this win he thought he'd beat me. Maybe I didn't intimidate him.
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Teen FictionHe kissed me fiercely. More fiercely than I'd ever been kissed. I was drawn in instantly. I found myself playing in his hair; smushing my body against his. We rarely stopped for breaths, but when we did they were short and quick. I ripped my top off...
