Untouched shadow of Rose

Untouched shadow of Rose

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I know I'm at the right age to enter a relationship. I'm not ready, I was never ready. Experiences taught me to be free and numb. Until I met him. He is smart, cold, serious and bizarre in different ways. He is very much domineering and attentive in whatever I do or wherever I get involved. I hate and love what he does to me. His hazel eyes never left mine, waiting for my answer."What do you want? What should I do to make you mine?" He cups my face with his both hands and closes his eyes. "I don’t know." I look down at my feet. I don’t know how to tell him of how I feel. I don’t know if I want this kind relationship but one thing I’m sure is that I want this guy. “Tell me.” His voice is raw and almost a whisper.
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"Oh," he said, as my back hit the wooden wall. Damn it, of course. With nowhere to go, his arms locked me in between him and the wall. He stared down at me as he said, "So you're trying to piss me off?" His lips were surprisingly close to mine. No guy would ever be this close to me in real life, let alone me being able to handle it; I would've been so timid and afraid. But this was the dream world. I could speak and be as brave as I wanted to. "Yeah, I am," I said. "What are you gonna do about it?" He paused as his eyes looked between the two of mine. Then, he smirked and swiftly closed the gap between our lips. ~~ In a small town in New York, Hazel is your average quiet type. In a school full of clichés, she falls perfectly under the category of "nerd" and has her own little nerdy group of people she loves to hang around. They respect the fact that she's non-verbal. The thing that plagued her, surprisingly, is not her inability and refusal to speak, but her ability to go through anybody and everybody's dreams. This is not something she can control, nor something that's necessarily dangerous. It just happens. One second she's in darkness, the next second she happens to be in someone's dream. But, when she stumbles into a dream of a guy she never knew existed in her grade of 500 students, albeit his popular status, both her worlds get flipped upside down.

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