Chapter 2
Owen loved to play baseball.
The moment the thought passed through my brain, I froze.
And mentally cringed.
It's just sad how I know that information- I really was pathetic.
“Say hi, Lola!” Elliot nudged me sharply in the ribs, and for the second time today, I wanted to physically hurt him. I wouldn’t put it past him to set me up in an awkward situation- he’s always liked to watch me squirm.
And they say I have issues.
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Forget it from here. Blah. I'll be re-writing this chapter for sure. New account in the external link so when I post it people don't think I'm stealing my own story!
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My Obsession *On Hold*
Teen Fiction*External link to my new account in chapter 1 and 2 where I'll be posting this soon* Things I can't live without: 1) Music! 2) Food (for obvious reasons, and because it tastes good.) 3) Owen Patricks. That's a list I made not that long ago, although...
