crocodile (BWWM)

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Parts 20
Time 2h 21m

Reads 13,524
Votes 437
Parts 20
Time 2h 21m

Zachariah Grey and Reneé Asante. 
    Two emerging adults on the most difficult part of their teenage years. College.
    To Zachariah, fate is the reason for everything in life. Nobody can stop what needs to happen from happening.
     To Reneé, perseverance gets a person to the point they are. Nothing comes for free, work hard or fall behind.
    But what if these two learn something from each other that they might never learn from anyone else?
    
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    "I didn't find you as an instrument person," I said, looking over at Zach as he quietly set down the guitar.
    "I wasn't, and I still am not," he replied, still fumbling to place the guitar on the stand. 
    "But I saw how you looked at Billie at the concert like she was the love of your life," he chuckled lightly, before looking up at me through his dark bangs and piercing my soul with his deep blue eyes. 
    
    "I wanted you to look at me like that too".
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    NOT A VINNE HACKER FANFIC EW I JUST HAAVE HIM AS THE COVERAll Rights Reserved

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Zachariah Grey and Reneé Asante. 
    Two emerging adults on the most difficult part of their teenage years. College.
    To Zachariah, fate is the reason for everything in life. Nobody can stop what needs to happen from happening.
     To Reneé, perseverance gets a person to the point they are. Nothing comes for free, work hard or fall behind.
    But what if these two learn something from each other that they might never learn from anyone else?
    
    -------------------------------------------------------
    "I didn't find you as an instrument person," I said, looking over at Zach as he quietly set down the guitar.
    "I wasn't, and I still am not," he replied, still fumbling to place the guitar on the stand. 
    "But I saw how you looked at Billie at the concert like she was the love of your life," he chuckled lightly, before looking up at me through his dark bangs and piercing my soul with his deep blue eyes. 
    
    "I wanted you to look at me like that too".
    -------------------------------------------------------
    
    
    NOT A VINNE HACKER FANFIC EW I JUST HAAVE HIM AS THE COVER

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