Strangers

Strangers

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This story is about, love at first sight. Vanessa ( one of the main characters ) she is a writer, she writes everywhere she goes to get ideas. She is a pretty lonely girl, but she likes it that way. Vanessa really likes being in the school library most of her time. Now Louis ( the other main character ) he is the " hot " guy in school, but he does not want to be in relationship. He wants to find the right girl but cant seem to find one. But one day, both Vanessa and Louis were in the same bus on the way to school. They caught each other's attention, Louis knows how to draw and so he drew Vanessa in the bus while she was writing. She was not just writing anything.. she was writing a poem about him ! 😩✨
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In the fall after her high school graduation, Danielle Davis has been spending her days lying alone in her shared New York City apartment. Attempting to fill the ticking time, she fills her moments painting empty canvases and ignoring her roommate as much as she possibly can without her actually noticing. But she can only go so long without seeing her, and at their once a month lunch date her roommate brings along a guest. Maren. Excerpt: She was paler than I first remember her, wearing clothes three times larger than her own frame, little effort put into her outfit compared to the first time I met her. She looked confused too for a second, and then she leaned down to pull her sandals off, making herself comfortable in someone else's home. Maren didn't seem like the kind of girl to spontaneously show up at someone's house, maybe I had misjudged her. "Beth's not here." My face remained blank while we made eye contact, she stood up, her natural height just a little taller than my own. Her gaze settled on me, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed. Head to toe, and back again her eyes flickered. She didn't answer my statement. "I didn't think you'd be here." "I live here." I deadpan, she's leaning against the door now, pulling her phone out of her pocket. "I know." *** This is my NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) project for this year! This is a raw, unfinished first draft of a story I've cooked up to keep me warm in the winter. Don't be surprised if there's incomplete sentences, memory problems, and forgotten moments. Writing a first draft is about getting the words on the paper and moving on. Editing will begin after I've finished the novel. Hmu writing buddies. ;)

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