1 in A Billion

1 in A Billion

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Romance
See the thing I don't get is how many people there are in the world and I can't find "the one". Meet Courtney Grace and no I'm not blonde . Jet black hair 5'5 occupation : none sarcasm is the only thing I have. Ya I'm 22 and alone which I don't mind actually. But when she finally moves to the UK her dream place she isn't thrilled on what she finds or should I say who. Lyndon Black her worst enemy since 6th grade but what happened when she finds out that she has to work with him for the job that she actually wants. Out of 1 billion it has to be you?
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All I wanted to do was get a pair of combat boots. Black ones. I walk into the shoe store then walk to the aisle with combat boots. I've been here so many times to stare at them that I have the aisle memorized. I'm Dylan, Dylan Daniels. My family isn't poor. If you could call it a family. It's Mom and I in a townhouse. It's just my mom is a workaholic and I'm lucky if I see her for a minute. Some eighteen year olds would get high or drunk every night. She's not my mom, she took me in when my parents got in a car accident. She tells me to call her mom. In my case I work at Roquefield Towers as a receptionist from 1:30-5:00. If I ever want to buy anything I have to pay for it. Including food, any food. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, snacks. I walk to the Checkout Line, four people in front of me. I wait. When it's my turn, five men/guys in black clothing and black ski-masks walk in with guns aimed all directions.

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