The Photos Meaning

The Photos Meaning

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Dillon Andrews, 17 year old girl. Blue ombre hair waist length, hazel eyes. She Loves soccer, but Can't play, she Hangs Out with boys,Lives with her Dad and Brother,The TomBoy. But She's just Dillon. Peirce King, 18 year old boy. Brown Curly hair always gelled back, Grey eyes. He is Talented at soccer, only interacts with Nico & Caleb, Lives With Nico and a dog, The Bad Boy. And He's just Peirce. Dillon is Oblivious to anyone other than her friends, she has never heard of Peirce or Nico Or Caleb before. But when the 4 meet, well let's just say it's very Interesting. Dillon Finds out Peirce's secret, And The Two People Close to her heart happen to be one. He calls her 'Blue' She calls him 'Jerk "when i'm older, and my little girl asks me who my first love was, i don't want to pull out a Year Book or a Photo Album! i want to point across the room and say 'she's right there'!!" he shouted, clothes soaked standing on the front porch. Water dripped down from his hair as it clung to his head, the rain washing out the gel. tears formed in my eyes. "don't cry... Please say something" he said. i pulled open the screen door and ran into his arms devouring him in a kiss full of passion and desperation, this argument went on for too long. Captured In The Moment.
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"Damn it, Mason, you can't fix me. I'm not some used car that needs an oil change." I'm standing at the edge of my driveway. If I take one step towards that house, then I go back to my life. The life I've had since Mason left. Since he abandoned me. If I turn around. If I take one second to look into his eyes. I don't think I'll be able to resist throwing myself in his arms. "I'm shattered, Mason. Like a dusty vase that's been ignored for too long." "You know the best thing about broken vases, Mel? You just need three things to make them whole." I decide to go along with his speech. "Faith, trust, and pixie dust?" I muse. "Tape, glue, and someone willing to fix it. And I'm right here, Mel."

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