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Across The Heartstrings ♥️
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Ongoing, First published Feb 02, 2018
NOTHING STAYED PERMANENT IN HER LIFE... EVERYTHING FADED AWAY.THEN HE CAME AND SHE REGAINED HER LOST TREASURE
"I'd just like to live my life just like everyone does... if only I had my family beside me. I don't know who they are. I've never seen them. But it's okay. As long as I am happy these sorrows don't matter"...
Alice Georgiana Carmel or Alice Carmel ..... You can call her Alice
The introvert and nerd, who have her own set of goals and do everything to achieve it, she has her emotions masked up and rarely displays them. Beneath the oily hair and thick framed glasses lies a beautiful Alice who comes out rarely.
"I know what it feels completely alone. Trust me, it may seem a dark hole, as long as you have trustworthy people by your side, the journey isn't hard as it seems to be"
The complete weirdo and a sensible guy who is sometimes nonsensical and the soccer player of Angel Grove High who has 2 different shades as you proceed. He is the not-so-charming-but-cool guy known for his hot-head nature and Hispanic language. A tough contender for Alice in terms of studies and barely listens to people.
Whole school calls him DB, Danny Boy,
She calls him SOCCERHEAD
Her close friends call her ALSEE, AL. He calls her AL-WALLY
What happens when these two paths intersect?
JOIN IN FOR THE UBER COOL ADVENTURE, WHERE YOU WITNESS
DRAMA, FRIENDSHIP, COMEDY, HORROR, PAIN, LOVE, HATRED, ROMANCE, MISUNDERSTANDINGS, ANGER, AND ACTION.
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