Someone taps my shoulder.
I twirl around and my bright blue eyes meet deep brown ones.
“Hey there, princess. It appears as though we’re Matched?”
My words fail me as I stare at this person in front of me; the only thing I can think is I’m so glad Sidney came that day…
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Living on Blue Time
Historia CortaFrom the time we are born there is always a clock. Wherever we go there is always a way to keep track of time. When we are born, the bright blue digital timer embedded in our right wrists is beautifully blank until we are ten years old. From that da...
