Balcony Boy | ✓
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  • Time 2h 6m
  • Reads 242,731
  • Votes 11,225
  • Parts 35
  • Time 2h 6m
Complete, First published Aug 19, 2017
When Amber Bloom got a glimpse of a boy from her balcony, she never imagined she'd ever speak to him, let alone get to know him. When nothing more than clumsiness, an uneven tile and a blue slush bring the two together, Amber's holiday suddenly gets a whole lot more interesting. From mini golf and aquariums to private beaches and karaoke, Amber's going to get a lot more from her annual family holiday than she bargained for.

[It gets more interesting at the end of chapter 2, promise 😂]



#1 Short Story ~ Jan/2020

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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.