Before Its Over

Before Its Over

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Life is a roller coaster and when it takes an abrupt turn its sure to leave its mark. That was what he was. Just when I found myself lost and unsure, he entered. Well more like shoved his way in but that was Aston Oaks, for you. The boy who transferred and quickly became popular among the female student body but never took interest. I on the other hand was just an ordinary girl dealing with school, that was until finally someone saw past it. I am Lydia Jacobs and this is our story. The problem is how can two lost souls fall in love, when their past demons are hovering above their shoulders? Maybe before it even started, it was already over. © 2014 trulyy_novi All Rights Reserved
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