Defining Stars
- Lecturas 264
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- Partes 9
When I first came to Oxford to escape my celebrity parents, I thought my life was finally turning around. I was doing well in my studies, knew just about everyone at school, and had a seriously relationship with a fellow American. My life was perfect. Sure not everyone loved me, but it happens, right? I even met this guy, Oliver, in the coffee shop who I can't stop thinking about.
Then my life flipped upside down when my relationship ended, and I realized I only had a few real friends, including this myserty man. Lucky for me, they are the friends that are with me to the end. I need this more than ever considering all of the crazy things that keep happening, including all of my interactions with Oliver.
It's strange. He's the first person I've met in awhile that seems interesting. There is something about him that seems almost, I don't know, regal.
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