Reoccurring Karma

Reoccurring Karma

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Wonder The Movie Alexander Kolz usually sat alone, sketching in his overused notebook or listening to unrevealed music. Nobody has seen his intricate drawings, not even a glimpse. The only thing girls care about are his swoon-worthy appearance. After his parents died in a car wreck with Alec driving, he choose to be with his only companions: grief and misery. The mask he wears is transparent; fooling people by his dull emotions, but certainly not me. I, Karma Valentina, turn a blind eye to all the rumors feasting upon the minds of our peers about him. I never contribute to the torture like the others, maybe that's why he uncovered his notebook for me. Maybe that's why I got to see the simple sketch of my blue eyes engraved in his notebook with simple, delicate strokes. I wouldn't have thought, with my simple act of kindness, that both of us would storm through our pasts together, battling thought them side-by-side. We act like strangers, allowing silence to swallow us up, but we both know the storms that ripped our umbrella away and left us shivering. But never in a million years would I have thought, Alexander would drag the sun into my field of darkness and warm me up with his body heat when it got rough.
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"Cool, lets go!" we jumped off his bed and ran towards his stairway, where he sat on his railing. "What are you doing?" I asked the crazy person. "Being cool," He jested just before he began to slide down his railing like a little kid. I just imagined him with a pair of shades covering his sea blue eyes, and pointing two finger shaped guns my way. Once he got to the bottom he jumped off to the side. "Your turn" He chirped to me. "Um..no I don't think so," "Come on! Don't be such a Debbie downer. I promise I will catch you," "This does not look safe" I pondered, moving slightly toward the railing. "It isn't," I widened my eyes. "Just do it, you will love it trust me," "Ugh, I think your crazy is rubbing off on me," I defeatedly stated. "Then you should be thanking me," That stupid smirk was back, and prominate through his handsome features. "And why is that," I asked quizzically. "Because crazy people live longer. Your welcome," I laughed harder than I should have to this before putting my butt on top of the railing and sliding down. Alex Rider is a spoiled arrogant jerk who is known to show up to school late and never try in class. He parents are finally done with having to pay to get him out of trying in anything. They decide to get him a tutor, but what they don't realize is they are setting their son up with the angel he's been wishing for. His tutor is a polite, sweet girl who doesn't have a mean bone in her body. Everyone is her friend, but she doesn't go out much. Just like everyone in the world, she has a chip on her shoulder that she's been trying the shake off since freshman year. She believes she can break this cocky teenager, but will she break more than she's willing to handle?

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