Feeling Free

Feeling Free

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Apr 1, 2012
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Where do I start? okay well names Macey and my last two years of high school were down the drain. I use to have a hot next door neighbor who was also my best guy friend. He had dated my ex best friend and after they broke up she blamed me. I think she took it to far after she slapped me on the last day of sophmore year and told the whole school I was a whore(def not). Than my best guy friend goes to basic training after graduation and gets shipped off half way cross the world. I changed since those days. My story starts on my first day of summer but I had no idea I would have to get a job and a certain person would be returning on break or the fact that my new appearance would change the past...oops to far ahead guess you'll have to read to find out what happens.
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Lunch went by pretty quickly, and we were back to classes soon enough. I'd forgotten to get a book from my locker, so I quickly went to get it. I was leaning on the locker next to mine as I quickly scanned my schedule on my locker door, when warm air fanned the side of my face. "Move." Being the excellent human being I am, I jumped out of fright, flinging the heavy calculus textbook in my hand backwards. I heard a grunt and turned to find the person behind me now hunched over as they held onto a part of their face. "Oh God! I'm so sorry!" I panicked. And then he looked up. The first thing I noticed was his short, dark hair. It looked so smooth, and I almost reached out to play with it. My eyes trailed down to his strong jaw line, down to his broad shoulders. I didn't even realize that I was biting my lip as I further inspected the Adonis before me. His arm flexed, bringing my attention to the amber eye he was now covering. It was him. Six. The most popular and dangerous guy in school. And I'd managed to injure him with my calculus textbook. I'm dead. *********** #11 Teen Fiction - 31 December 2015 #15 Teen Fiction - 16 December 2015 #16 Teen Fiction - 16 December 2015

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