The Apple of my I

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Part 1

Chapter 1

It was 3:00 a.m on  a cold, dark December morning. We were standing in line at the Apple store waiting for the new Iphone's to go on sale. We being myself, Ariel Jones and my best friend, Grace Maxwell.  No one was behind us. No one would be because it was 3:00 a.m on a Monday December morning.  At least we thought no one would be. We had our campsite all fixed up and put together.  Grace was asleep, like always. I was sitting in my little fold-up chair reading my book with my book light. The line kept getting longer and longer and longer. People with their chairs and blankets. I finally fell asleep. I guess  I finally got tired of reading and just shut my eyes and drifted of into a deep, peaceful slumber. I was suddenly awakend by the spill of hot coffee on my pants. I jumped up out of my chair looking for a napkin to try and clean up the spill. I heard an "I'm so sorry" in my left ear.  I said "It's o-". I looked up and paused. There was a guy with eyes as blue as the ocean and the most amazing smile i've ever seen. "It's okay", I said. "I'm Ren." He said. "Ren Jackson."

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