With you.

With you.

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Amaya Rowland, daughter of the very influential CEO of one of the countries biggest companies. She loves nature and everything about it. Problem is she lives in new york and has no connection to the things she loves because of school and all the things pulling her down. Like recovering from her phsycopath ex. The summer after senior year. Shce decides to go to camp. This is where it gets interesting. She meets Alec Preyter. The son of the organiser of the camp. He is the type that can be a nice but he finds it hard to let new people in. Contains a little cliché moments but I hope you enjoy. MATURE CONTENT. READ AT YOUR​ OWN RISK.
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“What is your problem?! LEAVE ME ALONE!” I screeched. I was tired of this and couldn't hold it in. He’s been doing this for a whole year. A WHOLE YEAR. It was the last day and I had nothing to lose from this sudden outburst anyway. I was ecstatic that it was almost summer vacation. I’m going to go to my aunt’s place in Philadelphia and live there for the rest of the summer – AWAY from Dylan and his friends here in Massachusetts. “Never, baby. Wherever you are, I’ll be there.” He sent me one last smirk and left the cafeteria, filing out along with the rest of the students. ♣ “I’ll miss you, sweetie.” “I’ll miss you too, mom. See you in September.” And with that, I closed my suitcase for the last time in Massachusetts and prepared for a peaceful, serene summer in Philadelphia. ♣ “Dylan?!” I shrieked as my glasses drooped down the bridge of my nose. “Abby…?” He sounded unsure as he studied my face and features a bit more. “What are you doing here?” “I should be asking you that,” I stated bluntly while readjusting my glasses. “Oh you silly kids. We already told you. We’re living together!” Elaine announced again. I almost barfed.

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