Chapter 1

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Hello guys, it's my first time writing a novel. So, I wanted it to reach to all of you. Thus, rather than getting into too much complexity, I wanted to keep it simple.

Hope you all relate to it, and love it.
A story of a girl who's in her own world introvert enough.

Let's find out how her story goes!
Will she find the right one who would understand her and can get her right!

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Amber, a girl whose amberline eyes vividly justified the name given to her. A girl of 18, with straight long dark auburn hair falling off till her waist. A girl lost in her own world venturing her own self.

High school fun never seemed to excite her. Always into her books or poetry. Amber was a girl who hardly spoke. She was one of the kinds who would take ages to open up and share her story with anybody. She was the only hope of her divorced mother, Mrs. Brown, a struggling writer.

Poetry seemed to be in her blood with mom being into literature for years and dad being a poet. Ever since her dad left them Amber became quiet and silent. She became all confined to herself. Though her detachment to the society didn't mean she didn't care. She cared a lot about her mother who was struggling to handle the increasing expanses of their family.

Making Amber's small family big, her childhood friend, Summer Wilson always was the one whose second home was 'Starlight', Amber's home. This name was given to the home by her granny, when she was a little kid. And since then they always referred their home as Starlight.

Summer, a girl who was astonishingly miraculous in her singing. She was the most understanding and caring friend Amber could ever have. She was mature and would always advice Amber with good solutions to any problems she ever faced. She was the one who could read Amber's face after her mom. She had short curly blond hair which suited her dusky tone. She was just the right way with her all junk jewelries to be called a concert girl. Her dressing sense just matched her aura.

Adding to the creative silence which hovered among these three members was cut off by the two chirpy beings Clay Anderson and Tylor Moore. Both of them added to the laughter and spice to the family.

Tylor came from the popular Moore Mansion. The pampered, only girl child of the most renowned couple of the town. She being the girl who was totally a fashion freak with always having her nails done only in the posh parlour of the town. Her was the type of fashion which matched only the elites. Her hairs always done. Her dresses bought from the most expensive shops of the town. In a single sentence to describe her she was her own favorite. She was self obsessed and thought to be the queen. She was also the most pampered in the whole gang of four.

Lastly, Clay was the only guy of the gang. Being the smart and sweet. Beauty with brains. The chocolate boy of the high school. Flirty yet sensible guy always ready to help. and add on the missing mischief.

The gang always hanged out in the attic of the Starlight which was turned into Ambers room. A small room decorated in her own way all by herself. The room had her paintings hanging. Her poetries hanging near the wardrobe. Bookshelves along the wall having flower vase at one end and books piled according to their heights. Beside was the couch favourite of Clay to hop onto. The bed had the small window of the attic beside it. This worked as Amber's night alone time hangout site. Amber would look out of the window into the wide sky calling out to her studded with those diamonds like stars. The serine peace of the moon gave her inner peace. She would stare at the sky for hours together and ponder about her life and philosophies.

On the other side of the bed was the tall wooden carved lamp shade which added to the warm ambiance of Amber's room. On the floor near to the bed was the golden brown snugly and furry carpet which added to the cream and brown combination of the walls of the attic. The room had a rustic old look with creative touch to it. The dressing mirror was on the opposite wall to the book shelf with yellow lights on it. Also, the room had a small study table with Amber's high school books, a small sweet handmade pen-stand and a small photo frame which had in it a picture of Amber along with her mom and dad. Amber's room was just the right place to have peace and the only place where she would spend her most of the time. The dim yellow lights  added to the ambiance. Making it feel more cozy and just Amber-like.

This was it. This was what Amber's world surrounded. Her mom, working hard, her friends who added the loneliness in her life and her thoughts inked into words which seemed to be the best way to get out of the rushing world.

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