Prolouge.
I've never been one for fairy-tale endings.
They all seem too happy, with happily ever afters and forevers. They all consists of princesses and princes and kisses and love. But they're not what real life portays, and they're just not real. Real love is an emotional roller-coaster, that begins with a kiss and ends with a tear. Or it could reverse, starting with a tear and ending with a kiss.
That's not what happened to me.
I've never been one for romance, either. The thought of finding a soul-mate, or my "other half" just sounds ridiculous to me. This is real life, and sometimes mine feels like a giant jigsaw puzzle.
For me, it's always been hard to trust people, let alone love people. Maybe that's why I'm so cold and negative about certain things. But, then again, everytime I see a cute couple walking hand-in-hand on the beach, laughing and splashing each other in the waves, there's something in my heart that drops. I feel jealous, like I want that to happen to me, even though I knew that it never will.
But, I found out that I was wrong. Dead wrong.
For some people, my story might sound like a love story. And it is. But it's something more, too.
All I know is that this story- my story- really happened.
And that it all began with a crash and ended with a bang.
Literally.
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Teen Fiction"Ice-Queen" Valeria Rosen is cold, sarcastic, and stubborn. Her mom's a work-a-holic, her brother's depressed, and her? Well, that's the scary part. After her dad's tragic death, she's built a wall that seperates her from others, making her an outca...
