Past Immortal

Past Immortal

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The icecream truck was speeding down the street. I remember this day when I was 5 years old. He came down my street when I ran out the door, my fist held on tight to my crumbled up dollar bill. I hurried to the icecream truck screaming Stop! Stop! Stop! He didnt stop and that is why I am here today. Me, Angel.
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"'Cause I'm not worth fighting for." His lips met mine softly, lingering only for heartbeats until he leaps out of the truck and heads toward the other greasers. How dare he say that! If anything, I'm the one who isn't worth fighting for. But why would he say that? Especially to me? As I watched him line up with the other greasers, getting ready for the rumble, I caught his eyes on me. I couldn't help but blush. Why do I feel this way? Why did I enjoy the kiss? When the rumble began, all I could do was bite my lip and keep my eyes on Sodapop. I don't care if he doesn't think he's not worth saving, because...he is to me.

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