Lets Go Out. With a bang.

Lets Go Out. With a bang.

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Summer Lawson is taking up her first year in college at Caerlian. Eager to grow up, she hurries to the differentk facets a 19 year old life gives her. Armed with nothing but wit, sarcasm and a confuzled head on her shoulder, join her as she tries to understand that there is more to life than just knowledge. As she get attacked by problems involving responsibility, family and attention from the opposite gender, she also has to find a friend to help her through college life, especially the cooking aspect. Suddenly a dark haired beauty named Marcus Wheaton flashes her. With a smile. Duh. And it was dreamland from there.
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After five years and a thousand regrets, two old lovers meet again.. "What kind of stunt are you pulling out this time?" I see his eyes blaze in blue fire. And I think I saw regret flash, too, before he blinks it gone. "I am going to win you back." he states as if those are the most natural thing in the world. As if it was as easy as ABC. He went behind his table and sits like a king. He looks at me from head to toe. Did I just saw love in those eyes? But it's too quick; I even thought I only imagined it. "And do you think, buying the company I am working at will help you with your fucking mission on Earth?" I snap taking two steps forward. He stands up, and put both of his hands in the table and lean his body closer to me, putting his weight on his palms. So close, I can even smell his cologne that mixed so naturally with his aftershave. It reminds me of summer. Of him. Of the love we'd shared.

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