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As a teenage runaway, Celeste learned never to take anything for granted. She was young, and life was hard on her own, but she knew that it was better than it could ever be back at home, if you could even call it that. After years of traveling across the country on her own, a woman with a warm heart took her in to take care of her, even though she was barely getting by herself. Throughout her life, Celeste was constantly dealing with financial struggles and discovered that having your own freedom is more important than any amount of money. She stood firmly with this thought, but she also had a hard time with having little to nothing. Her lifestyle greatly contrasted with a british boy's who introduced himself as Harry. Harry had everything anybody could possibly want in the palm of his hand, yet he wanted one more thing: Celeste. "It takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing it to know what true freedom is."
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I take her head in my hands, and do what I've been wanting to do for as long as I can remember- I press my lips to her. It's better than I could have ever dreamed it would be. Her lips are soft and mold perfectly to mine. The smell of vanilla is so overwhelming it's staggering, but I can't bring myself to care because it smells like Lily. I'm kissing Lily Evans. This a kind of sequel to my story Ephemeral. It's the same story just through James' point of view. (Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, other than the ones I make up. All rights remain to J.K. Rowling.) *Also, language is worse in this book than my other one because the marauders had potty mouths.* Story through Lily's eyes: Ephemeral by Episkeyyy

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