Prolouge
I just started uni and was super excited.
It was one night when I decided on pizza for supper instead of cooking something, that my whole life, was flipped upside down.
I am never going to forget or regret the day I met Harry, the pizza guy.
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"Orange pekoe tea please." I gave my order to the guy at the register.
"Coming up!" He smile at me then winked. How annoying, I'm not in the mood. He came back with my order and I handed him the money, not caring for my change. "That's good. Thanks" I walked away.
I went straight to the corner of the library where I come everyday before classes, and pulled out my book begining to read. I never really understood how people don't enjoy reading. It's an escape for me. I get to go into another world where romance in reality, is taken to another level through the words printed upon the page. When you read it's like your whole life just gets flipped around for an hour or two, and enter's into something that everyone dreams of having with someone. The words do such an amazing job with captivating me and wanting more when I flip to the next page.
I want more.
Maybe that's why I'm 19 years old and has never had a boyfriend or even a close friend. I'm to busy lost in the world of someone else's writing that I'm not concerned about the people around me.
I have a great life though, I'm in university and have my own apartment just off campus. I couldn't be able to deal with having a roomate, I've lived on my own since I was 15 when my parents died in a plane crash. They were on their way home from a last minute trip their work sent them on. The day they left was the last time I saw them. I had to get a job to pay for things which I didn't mind. Somehow I ended up pulling through it all and got into uni, the one I had hoped to get into.
I've always wanted to be a writer. The ones who can change a person's perspective on something through words on a page. Or one who have people falling in love with the characters and the little things about them. A good writer.
The bell rang signaling that classes were starting. "Shit!" I ran to my class and snuck in taking a seat at the back. The professor didn't notice lucky for me.
One thing I forgot to say, I swear a lot.
Oh yeah and I'm Ivy.
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******* PLEASE BARE WITH ME I HAVE WRITTEN LOTS OF BOOKS BEFORE AND DELETED EVERYONE BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE A SHIT WRITER BUT IM WORKING ON IT. SORRY FOR ANY MISTAKES BUT IM GONNA TRY THIS TIME AND NOT DELETE IT. IT IS GOING TO GET BETTER!!!! I PROMISE! KEEP READING LOVES!!! SHORT START I KNOW! :) *******
-Christie
