I woke up again with sun beaming in my face i wasnt happy but the sun always seems to be obsessed with me for no apparent reason.....oh well it is what it is. I stretched and yawned ahh.The first day of school is finally here welll the first day of me being a junior it was nerve wrecking but exciting at the same time. I got ready for school and was on my way dad was still out of the country but it didnt bother me not one bit. As I reached school i pulled into the parking lot amd headed for the double doors until of course my klutz self tripped and my books went flying.. I stood up and started gathering my books i felt someone looking at me but they bent down and helped me. It was a tall,brown haired, grey eyed boy who im guessing was new. I have been living in the same neighbor since i was 7 so im pretty sure id had never seen him. He gave my books back to me as we both stood up we shook hands..his soft but firm hand and we exchanged names "my name is rosa miller i said whats yours? The names matthew peters he replied. Thanks by the way , it was nothing.
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Does happiness even exist?
Roman d'amourRosa Miller was an only child, her father would always beat her..... Her mother was barely around most times because of the stress and she became a drug addict..... Rosa hated her life.....until one day she came across a boy, their eyes met and neve...
