They told us to go to our assigned house, with our assigned number, and to go to our assigned jobs. They pushed us in, and will never let us out...
Milo Reaney, along with 2,299 other Seniors are the last generation alive. They have been trained for...
I had no idea what to wear, say, or do,on my so called dinner date. Willow Grayson is so perfect, and I am so not. I decided on a navy blue shirt, gray jeans, and a gray jacket.
I approached her bright yellow door, I remembered when she painted it. That's her favorite color and no one else had a yellow door on our street, she likes to stick out. I knocked three times, and the door flew open, and there is beautiful Will Grayson. She was wearing a light gray, short dress with a matching belt.
"Hey", she greeted me.
"Um, hi", I anxiously said.
I entered her house, and the walls just popped out. Everything is full of color. She saw me notice the burst of color. "I paint" she said, as if it was just a finger painting.
She made salmon, mashed potatoes and roasted mushrooms. We simply talked about everything, what sports she did ("Gymnastics is a sport"-Will), what she misses the most (her sister, Gracie).
After dinner she walked me to the door, "I think I really like you".
I lean in and she closed the gap. For a moment time freezes. "I think I really like you too".
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