chapter 1

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KRISHA

The minute I walk in through the front door I see Maybelle my older sister curled up on the couch.

I sit beside her and rest her head in my lap then I notice she's crying."Belle what's wrong?" I ask while stroking her hair.

"I just wanted to feel beautiful...is that too much to ask?"she replies me admist sobs.

For a minute I'm confused then I wrap my mind around the conclusion that she's probably just feeling down.

"But you are beautiful and u don't need nobody to tell u that."

"Nate doesn't think so.He likes Mackenzie nowels. A-a-am I not good enoughhhh?"she starts wailing

Nate; her crush since forever.I've never really had a soft spot for the guy anyways but I had to help Maybelle.

"Is he the reason ur beating yourself up."I pull her up so now she's facing.I cup her face in my hands "you'll be of to college in 6 days and I think you should make the best of your remaining days here not spend it on the couch crying over some stupid guy."

She looks me in the eye and gives me a warm smile  "as much as I agree with u about the whole college thing don't push it...Nate is not stupid."

I giggle "ice cream! I'll pay." she nods "I'll be right back let me change into something more...presentable??"she corks her eyebrows and runs up the fleat of stairs.

I run my hand through my platinum blonde shoulder length hair .I love my sister but she can be a real pain in the you-know-what.

"I'm ready." She changed into a plain white T-shirt and faded blue ripped jeans.

"Let's go then...I'll leave the key under the doormat incase mum comes home early."

We walk to my car that's just in the driveway way. Maybelle gets into the passengers seat and shuts the door,I get into the drivers seat and do the same.

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BRUCE

I order a latte and sit in a booth at the back close to the window. I find nature intriguing.

The bell above the door jingles like it always does when someone enters the store.

I tilt my head to see who came in. Two ladies...one had curly black hair that stopped just below her shoulders.

She was putting on a plain white T-shirt with faded ripped jeans and black vans.

The other one had curly platinum blonde hair that was exactly shoulder length,her blue eyes sparkled anytime the light reflected on them.

She was wearing a red off-white shirt gown that stopped mid thigh and black converses.

I instantly found the second girl captivating. I don't know what it is about her that just makes me all jumpy inside.

 
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KRISHA

The second we stepped into the cafe I felt like I was being watched but then again it was a public place so I was probably being watched.

I brushed off the thought and went to order."I'll have sweet cream with cotton candy and white chocolate chips topping."I watched as the cashier punched my order into the register.

"I'll have what she's having."Maybelle said without even giving her a glance.

"That'll be 50 pounds." I hand the cashier the money and she gives me a table tag.

I walk over to the table and sit down.
"That guy was totally checking you out."

"What guy?" I ask somewhat confused

"The guy at the last booth.He's probably stripped u in his mind already"she cups her face

"First of all Ewwww and secondly I don't have time for your nonsense."

She rols her eyes then focuses all her attention back to her phone probably not ready for my silly arguments.

Our ice cream comes 5 minutes later and we take it away.

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MAYBELLE

We step out of the cafe with our ice cream and the little bell jingles as the door opens and closes as usual.

When we get into the car I can't help but remember the guy from the last booth.

He was cute but so not my type."krisha?"

"What?"she asks while trying to keep her eyes on the road."that boy looked like he was really interesting in getting to know you."I pick up my phone and begin to scroll through Instagram.

"Hmmm.If he was into me he would have come up to me and said something." Ohhh clueless krisha

"Huh?...you think that's how boys work?" a tinge of irritation in my tone.












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