Just A Word

"Give me a year to show you what love is." He said, his eyes bright and amusement scribbled all over his tan face.

"Love is stupid. I already said." I flicked my black curls over my shoulder, pivoting on my heel to run off to my next class.

He put his arm on my shoulder, an unknown sensation shooting through my body. "Let's make a deal. By the end of the year, if you don't understand what love
is, my entire view on my life will be altered. And also you'll get the privilege of saying 'I told you so.' "

I raised a perfectly plucked eyebrow. "And if I do understand love?"

"You'll realize your life has been a lie. And you'll get to feel the beautiful sensation of love." He stated like it was a fact. "It's a win - win." He added.

The ends of my lips curved upwards into a smile. "Deal. After all, love is just a word."

"That is until the right person comes along." He shot back with a smirk.

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For Macy Carter, understanding love doesn't come easily. Growing up as an orphan, she defines love as, well, stupid. Can one boy change her entire view on the word love?