he promises he'll take me out to look for apartments. so today, that was exactly what we did.
"okay, songbird," songbird is his new nickname for me. "what do you want in this new apartment."
"i'm not picky. if it has windows and no rodents, i should be good."
he laughs and throws his arm around my shoulders. together we scout the city for apartments available for rent.
YOU ARE READING
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Teen Fiction"I am not a word, I am not a line. I am not a girl that could ever be defined." or, the story of a girl who has nothing more than an iPod, a diary, and a dream. until she meets the boy in the cafe and the girl from the studio.
