Soyer and Tate we're my two best friends, they still are, don't be mistaken. Soyer, or as I like to call him, Soy, had a dark hair, that reached to beneath his ears. He was the kind one in our little group, one who puts other's needs in front of his (or shortly: falls in love quickly). Tate was the fun, poplar one. She had bold red hair, and shinig green eyes. My name is Mikala, pronounced like Me-key-la, NOT Mi-Kala, and I play the guitar in soyer's basement. That's is basically the most interesting thing I'm up to right now. I'm a big fan of rock music, like, classic-old rock. for a sample, Guns, Hendrix, Red Hot. The good stuff.
My story begins in America. to be spesific- Michigan. And may I add, we won't be there for long. because now you are traveling with me to where it REALLY begins- New York City, Menhattan. In an empty apartment on Westberry hotel.
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That was just a prolog, no 5sos content involved, I can't prosime there will be in the 1st chapter, be I'm positive they'll apear in the 2nd one. I hope you like it! next one in 1 day from now! please share it ith friends?
love, zohar
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How About A Good One? | Ash Fanfic
Romancenote: I'm kinda getting tired of the ones where they meet, fall in love, and then everything falls apart. let write the unexcepected. \to be descripted/
