Always and forever

Moving ?

    Before we get all into this I would just like to introduce myself. My name is Tori and I just want to let you guys know I do not tolerate hate comments so please don't be rude about my story when you could easily just stop reading it. I would also like to say that I will try updating every Sunday but if i do not it's because of a good reason. I thank those who support my story and I appreciate you all. Anyway continue reading. Enjoy.

I can't believe I'm moving back here, after a whole year why? I don't even know if he still lives here. If he does, I have to ignore him as much as possible. I also have to ignore his best friend.

I'm moving back to where I grew up. Florida. Don't get me wrong, I have good memories there, great memories actually. It's just, the love of my life is there.

Yes. I fell in love already when I'm only 17, turning 18 in a couple of months. He's the guy I experienced everything with. He was my first love, and my last. He was also the guy I lost something very important to. My virginity. He never pressured me, but I knew I was ready. I knew we would be together forever. Or so I thought. We haven't talked in a year. I lost my virginity to him when I was fifteen, he had just turned 16, he's 18 now. He probably hates me.

Your probably so confused. You don't even know my name.  My names Corinna Wheeler, I have really brown hair, my eyes are dark brown, and I have a couple of freckles on my face. I'm like a spitting image of my father but I get my freckles from my mom.

My mother's name is Gianna Wheeler. She has jet black hair and green eyes, and as I much rather look like her then my father who I don't want to get into right now, I am disappointed that I go her height of 5'3. Most people I meet my age are taller then me and tend to make fun of me, but it's whatever. Everyone all thought I was gonna be tall like my father but I stopped growing quite recently actually.

Now let me get to explain what the love of my life looks like. His name is Greyson Adler. His best friend and I were the only ones aloud to call him Grey, but I don't think he would appreciate me calling him that anymore. He was beautiful, he had piercing green eyes that could stare at you and you'd get lost in them, he had brown hair, and the whole time we were younger it was buzzed so I'm not sure how it looks. He was probably about 5' 11 so I'm not sure how tall he is now. And he was kind and generous, he loved football, and-
Okay I'm get to into this, I should get carry on.

I should tell you who his bestfriend is because he has a very important role as well.

His name was Maximus Brown, but everyone called him Max. He had brown hair and brown eyes, he actually very attractive but we always loved eachother as friends. Not sure how he feels about me now, but we're most likely not close to friends in his mind.

Now to my bestfriend who probably hates me as well.  Beatrice Gordon, she was African American, and brown eyes and brown curly hair. She was great, we always had each others backs, but I understand why she'll probably never have mine again.

Anyway, I should get back to my story, now that you really know everyone important from my past.  I'm moving back to that same school, the same place.

This year will probably be hell.