Shades of Grey

Shades of Grey

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You can meet other people. You can date other people. But you have to remain faithful to me. "My name is Ella Cross. I'm a freshman, majoring in Anglo-American Literature and something philosophically unique about me is... "I don't know if true love exists." Ella Cross was enjoying her life as a college freshman; in between living alone for the first time, juggling her classes and working part-time, enlisting in a Philosophy class was one of the better ideas she had for the start of the second semester. Meeting the cute Math major Thomas Ruivivar was just the icing on the cake. Or it was, until she found out that Thomas had a girlfriend. But it didn't seem to stop him, and the growing, thickening attraction between the two of them...
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Alone. A simple word that has always held many meanings to Ella, and starting her senior year at a new high school, solitude had seemed the easiest way to go. A week passed, bland and unnoticed, before her plans quickly get thrown overboard. Losing one of her most priced possessions, she finds herself making a rather simple deal with someone from school. His name, for her book. There's only one little problem; she has no idea who this person is. Laughs and tears, friends and heartbreak, and the past that comes knocking on the door. Ella faces it all as she takes on the search to find her secret admirer. ___________________ "I can't believe him after the texts, the letter, the flowers. All these months and he just tells me 'we'll talk later'", I told him, feeling absolutely frustrated. I am so damn stupid, thinking this was gonna be something special or whatever. "It isn't him", he suddenly spoke and I just rolled my eyes. He doesn't even know what he's talking about, the imbisile. "It is, you don't even know what you're talking about so shut up", I cried out, walking forth and back for the hundredth time. "Listen, I do and it isn't him", he yelled this time and I stopped walking, angrily turning to him. Can he stop just pissing me off even more? "Oh yeah? And how are you so sure?" "Because it's me"

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