Paper Train

Paper Train

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Not all love comes with roses and pieces of chocolate. It can also come from your first boyfriend ever deciding to sleep with one of your classmates. Ruby had to learn the hard way. The first person to ever call you pretty, thought someone else was pretty too. Promising to never love anyone again, telling herself on the train ride home for school, a delay has hit the station which won't clear up for a couple of hours. It's bad enough that she broke up with her cheating boyfriend but, also having two spend the next two hours on the train with a boy with the worst attitude on the planet. Rudy finds herself this close to jumping out the window. What these two don't realize is that they were going to spend more time together outside of the train than on it. Like I said, not all love comes from roses and chocolate, they could also come from notes left on the train too... well maybe.
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It's summer - the end of my first year of college. And I am home again, more than a little worse for the wear. College hadn't gone how I had expected it to go. After two years of the grind to get in, I thought I would find the kind of magic I saw in American high school movies, which I had been denied of in school - late nights, parties, wild adventures with whacky best friends, romance.... everything one is told is supposed to happen in one's teenage years. After two years of watching my classmates grow up and enter this world, I thought it was my turn, now. I thought my college life would be like a coming-of-age movie. But in reality? It wouldn't make a good story, of any kind - not even a sad one. The only thing I found were shiftless friends, stifling academic pressure and heartbreak. So now I was home - a little bruised, a little broken. A few dreams in shards around my feet. Turns out, I needn't have worried. The summer that followed changed my life. The summer of - after a hectic, stressful year - nothing at all. Nothing, and yet - everything.

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