The Unexpected and Unfortunate Love of Ivy and Ezra

Chapter 1

When we arrived at the house the rain had just stopped and the sun shone lightly against it. I couldn't keep myself from being in awe at the beauty of this house. It was everything I ever wanted, and Aunt Linda knew that.

I use to ask my parents to move all the time, but their work didn't allow them to. So instead I settled in a big city with superficial teenagers and traffic, lots of traffic.

"Eeeeep!" Aunt Linda cried out. "Get out! Don't you want to see it? You will love it, I promise." She said stepping out of the car.

Although I know Aunt Linda, and I know she wouldn't buy a house she wasn't sure I would be infatuated with;The sound of her promises made me cringe.

I believe promises to be false and quite unreliable, no matter how trust worthy the person who makes them is ; promises not only make us trust the person , but we are forced to trust that the world will allow that to thing happen. And after all I've seen, heard, and witnessed ; I do not trust the world. And I have realized how false peoples perceptions of it can be.

Aunt Linda tapped on my window and it snapped me back to reality.
"Common Ivy!" She cried out. Then I opened the car door and proceeded to the house of which my new life would begin.

The house looked old and warn down from the outside, but the inside had a beautiful Victorian feel and smelled of fire wood and pine. It was small, but it was just what we needed.

"Oh it's just beautiful isn't it?" Aunt Linda said with a large grin

"Yes, it really is." I gave her a hug then scurried to my room and leaped unto the bed. All of my things had already been moved by relatives into the house, but it still felt empty. everything was all here waiting for me, Everything except the one thing I wanted, the one thing that I would give anything to get back; my parents.

Aunt Linda entered my room. "We have everything we need but food... You hungry?"

I looked down at my stomach as if I was expecting for it to answer me, and it surely did. "I'm starving"

Aunt Linda threw her wallet at me and it hit me head. "Hahaha! Sorry! You know I don't have good aim."

I rolled my eyes and scowled. "Would it have killed you to just hand it to me?"

She giggled again. " no, but it wouldn't have been nearly as funny. I will make you a deal, you go walk to the store and pick up some food, and I will make dinner. Okay?"

Some fresh air and alone time with just me and my music, actually sounded really nice. And plus I don't think my body could last any longer without food. "Alright, sounds good to me" I picked up the wallet, grabbed my headphones and cellphone and left the house.
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The town center was gloomy and warn down, but that's what made it beautiful. It was beautiful because it wasn't perfect.The buildings had old paint falling off the walls, the trees blocked out the sun (which wasn't very much) .There were many stores and shops in the town center but one caught my eye. EDNA'S SWEET TREATS an adorable little candy store next to the barber shop . Aunt Linda gave me her wallet with tons of cash and her card,how could I resist? Plus some salt water taffy sounded amazing.

As soon as I walked in the smell of marshmallow and Carmel made me melt. I looked over at the register, but I saw no one there. Just then I heard a rustling sound then a loud bang come from under the desk.

"Ow! Damn desk!" It was a boy, he must have hit his head; I giggled at his stupidity. He quickly stood up holding quarters he had recently dropped. As soon as I saw him I felt bad for laughing, because he was hot.... Really hot.

Black hair, tall, nice jaw line, and ocean blue eyes. " well that was embarrassing." He said looking down then began to blush. It may have been one of the cutest things I have ever seen. I wanted to ask him his name, but I was afraid and the thought that he would never like me also helped me contain myself.

He is super hot, and I'm just a quiet broken girl with more issues then vogue, and relationships never last anyway. When you date someone you are either going to break up or get married. Even after that say we do get married, there is still a 50/50 chance He will find someone better and leave me, and I've been hurt to much to be hurt again. To put it in the simplest form, I don't believe in love. I mean I believe you can be happy with someone, but real true love doesn't exist. If it did the divorce rate wouldn't be so high and there would be pain in the world like there is.

"Uh excuse me darlin you alright?" His voice took me back to reality. "Darlin? Use that 50s charm on every girl that walks in here?" I said it so quietly I could barely here myself. He smiled, oh man that smile ; probably the brightest thing this town has ever seen. "Funny you said that because I'm actually from the 50s." He said while putting the quarters back into the register. "What do you mean?" Now he had me interested.

"Well, I believe everyone's soul originated from a certain era. Mine being the 50s and yours being the 20s." I looked down at my outfit and touched my tangled hair. "I don't thing they wore ripped jeans, chucks and unbrushed hair in the 20s.." He giggled, leaned over the counter and came very close to my face. "No, your not looking hard enough. Those big dolly brown eyes, petit frame, and long dirty blonde hair and an adorable little button nose. All come together with a quiet but witty personality. Oh, you're diffidently 20s."

I felt my cheeks getting red, I stepped back and played with my hair nervously reminding myself not to look into his eyes I could so easily fall for. "Um, do you uh, have any salt water taffy?" He stepped out of the desk and led me towards the taffy corner. "Only the best in town, and also the only one in town." I smiled. I picked out almost every flavor of taffy there was and then went back to the register to pay.

The boy rang me up then set a cold glass bottle of cola on the counter. "On the house, it was nice talking to ya." I carefully took the bottle and placed it in my bag. " you to -" he cute me off. "Ezra, my names Ezra." I had never heard a name like that before, but I liked it. " Ivy" I said then quickly scurried out the door to escape from his charm. I can never go in there again... To risky.

The grocery store and walk home was quite boring, and by the time I got home and Me and Aunt Linda say down for dinner I was exhausted.

"Anything interesting happen during your walk?" She said taking a large bite of pasta. I thought of Ezra, and how easily it was to talk to him; so easy it scared me. "No" I answered. It wasn't that I didn't want her to know, but that I didn't want to think about it.

The rest of the dinner was pretty quiet and quite un extraordinary. But that night I slept better then I had in a very, very long time.