The Purple Eyes

The Purple Eyes

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Normal. Ordinary. That's all I have ever been to people. The kind of person that gets along with everybody. And that is how I like it. Just...normal. I am one of those people that could care less if me, Vanessa Ryder, was famous or did anything important. Just or your average 17 year old...At least I was... You will understand soon enough why it bothers me to be know as The Girl With The Purple Eyes... I don't know how and I don't know why. Do you wanna know? Well guess what you have to read to find out.
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I anticipated every breath, and every word. Each day, you could only take an uneducated guess at what he would say. What he would do. My heart tremor as he leaned in. "I was wrong, sweetheart. I was so wrong," he whispered, the words tickling my ears. "Because with you, there are no doubts. Only love, so, so much love. And, I will spend every single day, every minute, and every fucking second proving that I deserve it." *** Kimberly Wrighton, the new girl who is desperate to make it through her senior year with as little issue as possible. The girl with a diary containing her insecurities, her secrets, and her true self. Kade Ryder, the typical popular guy who feeds off of fights, anger, and violence. The guy that gets whatever he wants, no matter who or what he has to destroy in order to get it. The bad boy that girls swoon over. The guy with a heart so cold, he would laugh in the face of someone's insecurities. This time, though, Kade had gone too far. What if the most rudest, arrogant, popular, and most beautiful man in your school took your diary? What if he read every thought, every bare emotion, and every word of it? What if, in the venture to get it back, you begin to see the real man behind the cold, hard exterior, the real you, and the real truth?

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