Living Tomorrow

Living Tomorrow

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This story is based on the true story of a girl who died every day. Well at least she believes so. Beatrice a 17 year old high school girl with dreams to live and become a somebody. Mean while Augustus the 17 year old with a dream to become famous and an impact on the world. As Gus and Tris try everyday to live life and become famous their works collide and they meet people who change both of their lives till one day a terrible accident leaves Beatrice and Augustus on the edge of life.
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Hi, I'm Eliza. Looking back I probably should have left him alone. We went to school together all our lives, but I doubt he knew who I was. First red flag. Of course I knew him. The entire school knew him. Second red flag. He was hiding something. Something scary, something that could break us before we began. Strike three. He should be out, then he kissed me and I still swoon thinking about it. Then he fucked my sister. Strike a million! My smart mouth best friend Beatrice is as much my therapist as I am hers. Trauma buddies! She never lets me live down what happened between us but she was my biggest supporter. But let's skip ahead to I ended the bad boy's reign. But believe me, I wanted to kill him many times-I still do- at some points I even hated him. I'm not gonna lie he probably hated me too. As many times as I kicked him in the balls I probably messed up my chances of having children. Well... no I didn't. Not to mention all the pots I threw at him. That's a concussion right there. God, is my relationship that crazy? Elijah says it means make up sex will be great. I can't say he's wrong, but won't admit he's right. In all honesty, I'm the only one that was there for him and he's all I want. I ended his reign on bitches and hoes, captured his heart, and I'm never letting go.

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