Fireworks (On Hold- Indefinitely)

Fireworks (On Hold- Indefinitely)

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I used to think my life was average. I was just a girl. I had friends and a group and we weren't popular but we weren't unpopular either. We were just happy how we were. The Secret Seven,as Johnnie called us. Just a group of different people with different interests who somehow just fit. Like Rachel, the popular badass "You break my heart I break your neck" girl compared with sweet Johnnie, who was nice to everyone, and spent most of his time reading or writing his next story. I wasn't "One of the guys" or a girly girl. I was just me. Just a cynic who hung out and went to school and had fun. But one day, I realised I needed more. More than average. I needed Fireworks. And that's exactly what I got. A few too many, but it made my life a lot more exciting. I used to think I didn't need friends, or a life, but I was wrong. Everyone needs that. Everyone needs Fireworks.
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They were trouble. You could just tell by looking at them. They didn't talk to anybody, besides others in the group and people in our school spread stories about them all the time. They were intriguing and we all wanted to be apart of them. But of course, they weren't exactly open to letting others in. Overtime peoples wanting to be apart of them lessened or went away all together. But mine never did and I knew exactly why. It was her. The way she held herself and the mystery of what not only they held but what she held to. I figured it would just be an infatuation from afar. But oh how I was wrong.

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