Young Souls

Young Souls

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Both Edward Rodriguez and Emily Wallace are seventeen years old. And guess what? These two were married to one another. Because of their grandfathers' silly promise when they were young. Both of these young souls are so different. Edward is the typical "most popular guy" at school. Emily is the typical "nerdy geek" -what they called her- at school. Edward has a girlfriend who becomes big part of his life. Emily never had a boyfriend since no one likes her. Edward gets envied by everyone. Emily gets bullied by most of people at school. Edward hates her with all he might. Emily likes him with all she might since he was her major crush since she was fourteen ㅡ and since he's her husband. With the difference and obstacles that she has to go through along the marriage; Will he stop breaking her heart? Will he learn to love and protect her like what husbands supposed to do to their wives? Will love bloom between these two young souls?
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Emily Greens has always admired the most popular boy in high school, Travis Black. After mustering the courage to approach him, her life takes an unexpected turn. Sneak ♡♥︎ Peak ~~~~~~~ "So... what's up?" he asks, leaning casually against the wall, like this is just another Friday. My heart hammers in my chest. I take a deep breath. "I, um, I just wanted to tell you... I like you. A lot. And I'd really like to get to know you, you know, if you're okay with that." The words come out so fast I barely understand them myself. There's a moment of silence before he chuckles softly. "What's your name again?" "Emily," I squeak. "My name's Emily." "Well, Emily, I don't like you. But hey, you're cute, so there's that." He grins. "Oh, and thanks for watching the match." And just like that, he walks away, leaving me standing there with my heart shattered into a million pieces. The only upside? Tomorrow is Saturday, and I'm officially dead. NOTE !: This story includes themes of bullying, strong language, and violence. Please be aware that all events depicted are fictional.

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