Arctic Atlantic

Arctic Atlantic

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My name is Alana Rebecca Briar. Wow. Poppin name isn't it. Super fresh and hipster. Note the sarcasm. For that reason I just go by Bex. It fits me better. I think. ••• Bex Briar lives on a houseboat with her parents and brother. Her parents run an aquarium/aquatic animal 'sanctuary'. Actually, I wrote that so it'd look official. It doesn't. Well this is my life and I guess it's not very boring, since y'all are reading about it. So this is the story of me, my best friend, my boyfriend, and a lot of other stuff. Send help. ™
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“What is your problem?! LEAVE ME ALONE!” I screeched. I was tired of this and couldn't hold it in. He’s been doing this for a whole year. A WHOLE YEAR. It was the last day and I had nothing to lose from this sudden outburst anyway. I was ecstatic that it was almost summer vacation. I’m going to go to my aunt’s place in Philadelphia and live there for the rest of the summer – AWAY from Dylan and his friends here in Massachusetts. “Never, baby. Wherever you are, I’ll be there.” He sent me one last smirk and left the cafeteria, filing out along with the rest of the students. ♣ “I’ll miss you, sweetie.” “I’ll miss you too, mom. See you in September.” And with that, I closed my suitcase for the last time in Massachusetts and prepared for a peaceful, serene summer in Philadelphia. ♣ “Dylan?!” I shrieked as my glasses drooped down the bridge of my nose. “Abby…?” He sounded unsure as he studied my face and features a bit more. “What are you doing here?” “I should be asking you that,” I stated bluntly while readjusting my glasses. “Oh you silly kids. We already told you. We’re living together!” Elaine announced again. I almost barfed.

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