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  • Parts 17
  • Time 2h 55m
Ongoing, First published May 28, 2018
College wasn't for everyone. Or so I had come to find out after I made the biggest choice of my life. Well when we all made our choices. I was curious about what this fall would bring other than homework. Maybe adventure? Happiness? Or sheer pressure? Whatever it was as long as it was not heartbreak I was ready to endure it to get to the end of the rainbow, to my pot of gold. And for that I was going to need all the luck I hadn't had before. Surely life was ready to spend it on me now. - Emily Wright.

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PS. This is part two "The Modern Romantics" series please do go back to the first part if you have not read it yet. Thank you and enjoy. 

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A. S. G.

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