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The Misfortunes of Lolita by losangelesque
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A/N: This is an unedited, significantly different version of the soon to be published novel by losangelesque aka L. Akhter. This draft was written when I was 15-18 years old and I highly encourage new readers to read the published version instead. Former high school football star Frank Novak meets profound and depressed loner Lolita Abri - and falls headfirst into love. Throughout the course of one school year, they unravel each other and their sadness, setting apart their differences and realizing that sometimes love isn't enough - and sometimes it just might be. [FIRST DRAFT] Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GXTbhopy9ts © All Rights Reserved. Teen Fic #7 A Wattpad Featured story
Finding Eden by foaled
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After the death of her parents, Eden does everything she can to recover from the blow. Little does she know that Cade, the boy she meets during the very first week, will be her route to redemption. She misplaces her heart and soul in an old home and he struggles with his own demons but finds room for her to heal. She's the talented dancer and he's the skilled guitarist but their passion might just be the only thing holding them together. It's the most well-known formula for disaster and they can't help but get drawn into each other.
Autumn by colourlessness
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"Why jump?" "Do you know what another word for 'autumn' is?" she asked. He stayed silent. "Fall."
Ostrich Feathers by posterityformyself
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Here we go again, sticking our heads in the sand.
Camera by posterityformyself
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My escape from Springfield, Massachusetts, came in the form of an exchange program to New Delhi, India, one plane ticket for 11:00 am on the thirteenth of July. I left, taking a big suitcase and my camera. I told myself I left for the experience I'd have there, but maybe I left because of the experience I'd had here. I don't know. All I know is that I left, and then I met Maya Sumedh. Luke Waters came into my life at 12:00 pm on the fourteenth of July, a Saturday. Probably the weirdest Saturday of my life - I picked up a cute guy from the airport, was in a car crash and stayed up the whole night talking to said cute guy. Maybe I even fell in love but I didn't know it until much later. All we had was four months and camera. A camera which proved more important than we ever imagined.