At My Doorstep

At My Doorstep

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Thea fell in love with her childhood friend and grew fond of him but one day, the childhood friend suddenly disappeared. Since then, she has never seen him. She pursued acting and had a couple of good gigs, she was starting to become famous. She met this barista in her local café, the barista loved her movies and would say cheeky jokes when she got her morning coffee. One day, the barista asked if she wanted to have coffee together. "What could go wrong?" She said. They soon hit it off. On a rainy day, she hears a knock. "Eliza? Eliza!" The voice was so similar, so nostalgic. She opened the door and couldn't believe what she saw. It was her childhood best friend. Her childhood best friend she didn't even hear from for 12 years. After the years, who will she choose her old love or new love?
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Olivia West is a typical teenage girl. She has a group of awesome friends, a pretty face and a liking for boys. There is a new guy in school, and he is causing a lot of talk between Olivia and her friends. Fights will go down, rumors will be spread and friendships will be lost. The one question is, who will stay with Olivia until the end? Sneak peek: "How could you do this to me?" I scream at him, tears running down my face. Jack rubs his forehead. "Olivia, I told you, it was a mistake. A huge mistake. I still love you!" he says urgently. I smile cruelly, despite my crying. "Well, Jack, maybe you should of though of that before you went and cheated on me". He looks at me sadly. "I will only love you" he says quietly. I run a hand through my hair, another wave of tears coming on. "Don't call me beautiful then pour yourself into the arms of someone more beautiful" I say. Jack takes a step towards me. "Olivia", he says putting his hand on my shoulder, "there is no one more beautiful". My heart skips a beat, as if for a moment, time has been re-winded back to a time where he made me feel special. The feeling is brief.

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