Open doors were leading outside. The Rest of the Starry Manor stood so close to the hill that one step out of the house was enough to start the climb. The green peak was covering that widely, that I didn't even notice it was almost dusk. But I didn't want to leave Miss W. that early. I felt she had something to say. The woman stepped outside and started climbing up the hill. It was the one with the green stone on the top. Her heels weren't drowning in the grass, her hair and clothes weren't moved by the wind. She was moving with such grace as if she had done that at least a million times. Well, maybe she had.She put the telescope back under the moss. For a while, we were staring at the sky together. Miss W.' eyes were sad, like she was missing something she never had. As if those stars knew something no one else did. -There's wisdom in stars, Alma. - she said - They are the most experienced creatures in the whole universe. They know what was, what is and can predict what will be. -You're talking about them like they were living beings. - I noticed. -Because they are alive. 🖤Picture on the cover doesn't belong to me🖤

Michael is looking for a new start and a way to manage his anger issues when he moves back to Sydney, leaving his mum behind, and moves in with his former best friend, Ashton. Unfortunately, Michael finds that starting over is much more difficult than he expects; Michael doesn't expect that there'd be a boy so timid Michael can't even raise his voice around him, and Michael certainly doesn't expect to care. But he does care, and if Michael doesn't learn to control his anger soon, Luke Hemmings might slip away--and Michael can't let that happen. Highest rank: Fanfiction #19

So Ashton's going on a road trip with his friend, Calum, and he invited me to tag along. Being the adventurous shit I am, I said yes, but I wouldn't have if I knew that Luke Hemmings was going as well. God, I hate that guy, and the feeling's mutual. Why does that annoying brat have to come along? And Ashton and Calum expect us to be friends? Yeah, right. There's no chance that Luke Hemmings and I, Michael Clifford, are ever going to get along. WARNING: Smut Cover: _Jikko Other pairing(s): Cashton (minor) Dom!Luke © 2014 iCheeseYou

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