My Long Lost Lover

My Long Lost Lover

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Mikaela, a girl of 17 years of age lives happily in the state of Maine. She is content with her life, until one day when she is informed that her dad's job gets transferred all the way across the country to Texas. She is forced to move within a two days notice, leaving behind her best friends and the guy she thought she was in love with. While in Texas, she tries to make most of the move. Even if that means replacing her ex's feelings with new ones. Does she smell love in the air with an old friend of hers that lives in the south? Or will her ex cause choas and never give up on getting her back? This is a love triangle that you don't want to miss out on!
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Alone. A simple word that has always held many meanings to Ella, and starting her senior year at a new high school, solitude had seemed the easiest way to go. A week passed, bland and unnoticed, before her plans quickly get thrown overboard. Losing one of her most priced possessions, she finds herself making a rather simple deal with someone from school. His name, for her book. There's only one little problem; she has no idea who this person is. Laughs and tears, friends and heartbreak, and the past that comes knocking on the door. Ella faces it all as she takes on the search to find her secret admirer. ___________________ "I can't believe him after the texts, the letter, the flowers. All these months and he just tells me 'we'll talk later'", I told him, feeling absolutely frustrated. I am so damn stupid, thinking this was gonna be something special or whatever. "It isn't him", he suddenly spoke and I just rolled my eyes. He doesn't even know what he's talking about, the imbisile. "It is, you don't even know what you're talking about so shut up", I cried out, walking forth and back for the hundredth time. "Listen, I do and it isn't him", he yelled this time and I stopped walking, angrily turning to him. Can he stop just pissing me off even more? "Oh yeah? And how are you so sure?" "Because it's me"

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