Hidden Colors

Hidden Colors

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Tracy is an average 17 year old highschooler, or at least she was before life started to crumble into pieces. When her best friend ended his life, hers started to change dramatically. Only when all the people that had called them her friends before had left her was when she realized that she was at a low to which she couldn't recover from on her own. Just when she's convinced that there is no help someone reaches out to her, changing her life and helping her sculpt her future. Hidden Colors is full of adventure, mischief, and unexpected love. Tracy is just now beginning her story and awaits what will happen to her on her journey through life.
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A kiss can change everything. One kiss with your best friend, and it changes the whole dynamic. What will you do when you get to know that your best friend has been in love with you? What will you do when she doesn't want to be friends anymore and wants more instead? * "Everytime I see you with a guy, my skin fucking burns" Millie hisses, pinning me with an intense look that makes my belly flip. I am pinned to the wall with her caging me. "Do you know how hard it is to pretend that you are only my friend, and nothing more? That I love you but cannot have you?" Her words spin inside my head, and the thundering beating of my heart echoes in my ear. How do we come to this situation? I pant as she leans closer, her eyes averting to my parted lips. I am having thoughts of kissing her. Hell, I see her in my dreams so often now that I am not sure what she means to me now. Millie caresses my cheeks and a shiver runs down my spine. "I can't pretend anymore, Grace. It's getting really hard" she whispers in my ear and I squirm. When she meets my eyes, I say something that surprises her. "Then don't." I crash my lips on hers, crossing whatever lines we had.

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