Another Romance Story

Prologue/Descriptions

Lyla Gray- Age-16 Birthday-September 1 Eye Colour- Light Green Hair Colour- Chocolate Brown Has Glasses/Contacts enjoys reading.
Mira Gray- 8 March 29 Hazel Light brown Has crush on Jackson
Bryce Kovits- 16 August 7 Hazel Black Reads, musician, smart,
August Kovitz- 17 August 14 Brown Dirty Blonde Kind of an asshole
Jackson Kovitz- 8 January 9 Blue Brown Loves cookies and has a crush on Mira
Willow Avenelle- 16 August 29 Brown Caramel a love sick puppy who can't get a date
Leon Gray- Father of Lyla and Mira 41 Brown Brown alcoholic jackass
Audrey Gray- Mother of Lyla and Mira (deceased)
Marcel Kovitz- Father of August, Bryce and Jackson 38 Hazel Brown Very nice
May Kovitz- Mother of August, Bryce, and Jackson (deceased)

The pictures I use are from Google I do not own any of them. The picture above has been in photo shop to make her look how I imagine Lyla Gray you can imagine the characters however you want.

Lyla's P.O.V

A broken record is all I am, all I'll ever be. Once loved now discarded with one person's pity. Running from my problems, running from love. Lyla Gray the girl who has hate coursing through her veins. That me though I try to be a generally happy person, one person ruined my thoughts of love and another just totally destroying it.

Oddly enough but I love cuddling and reading cheesy romance novels. Every time I read one I laugh because love like that isn't real. If it was my mom wouldn't have died the way she did and my dad wouldn't be a psychopathic drunk. I hope Mira never has to go through the torment I had to. Still, through all the pain, I am a happy person and if someone needs it I put a smile on my face.

Besides all the sappy troubled child stuff, I had to go back to hell next week. I'm in my junior year of high school and I look like I'm 12. I'm 5'0 I have high cheek bones and I wear a size 4 shoe in women's so I don't have a big selection of cute shoes. I have to wear converse or vans I have one cute pair of heels and they are too big. The only way to tell I am 16 is to look at my birth certificate.

I live on the beach in Fort Lauderdale, Florida and I look like a ghost because I've been inside all summer. We just got new neighbors yesterday I haven't gotten a chance to meet them yet but what I can see is that it's a father with three sons two of them look close in age and the other is around my sister Mira's age. I went to the beach to hopefully get a tan. I put my favorite two piece swim suit on and went down to the beach with my book, towel, and pink lemonade. I lay my towel on my beach chair set my lemonade down and start reading. I close my eyes for about 10 minutes and then it suddenly gets dark.

"Mira," I groan, "turn the sun back on."

"Sorry to say, but I'm not Mira." I open my eyes suddenly and I see the figure that had the unfamiliar voice standing over me. I jump up startled and hit my forehead on the strangers bare abdomen.

"Sorry to startle you," He says clutching his stomach, "my soccer ball went under your chair."

"I'm so sorry," I get up to let him retrieve his ball rubbing my forehead.

"It's no problem. You must live on the beach since I don't see a bag. Which house is yours?"

I point to a sandstone coloured house and the look on his face was a shocked expression.

"Well hello, there neighbor. I'm Bryce, the asshole-ish looking guy over there is my brother August."

"Lyla," I say sheepishly.

"May I ask who Mira is?"

"Oh, that's my little sister. She made some cookies to bring you yesterday but you weren't home."

"Well we always accept cookies," he says with a smirk, " hey I'm making dinner tonight around 7 would you like to join?"

"I'll check with my dad, but sure if I can he most likely won't join."

"Okay, well hopefu-"

"Bryce stop flirting so I can demolish you!" His brother August yells.

"Gotta go I guess."

"Bye"

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