Home Again

Home Again

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A pretty girl named Savannah Thompson of age 20 ran away from her home and came to New York to pursue her dream of traveling the world and becoming a journalist. Even though she didn't get to fulfill that dream, she got to experience something she'd been dreaming of since she was a little girl. Love. Love is a very special feeling, yes, that is true. But this being true wasn't enough. The question remains, Was the love true? '"This place is awesome! I can't wait to live here!" I uttered. We started unpacking. I placed everything carefully and in the exact corner I wanted. I had to admit, it was all looking absolutely amazing. Jacob and I were certainly super proud. For the hundredth time, I was way too happy. But you know what they say, Things can be too good to be true. And this was one of those cases.'
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LUCAS I sat next to her on the couch and brushed her hair from her face. She was all sweaty. " Lucas ..?" She hummed. " I'm here.." " I'm sorry, I'm an embarrassment..." I chuckled. "No you're fine you just drank too much. We were trying to sober you up, then we found you at the bar drinking shots!" It was really a funny sight as I recalled. " Lucas ?" Her eyes pried open again and she stared at me. "Yeah?" " Will you stay with me tonight?" SKYLAR He hugged me again. I could never get enough of his hugs, and still I wanted more. I wanted more than that with him. It hurt so much knowing that it could never be so. "Don't be sorry, I'm just happy I got to you in time." Lucas' voice was so gentle, so sweet and sincere. If I didn't pull away from him I would start to cry again. I held my breath, my hand pressed a little more on his back. As I did this though I felt him tense up from my touch. "S-sorry," I stammer and attempted to pull away, but he brought me back into his chest. "Don't." his voice was firm. "Don't...let go." ********************************************************************* Their near death experience on a flight to NY causes two strangers to meet. After arriving safely on the ground, they realize they can't stand being apart. But their lives are too different and headed in different directions. Will they be able to able to confess their true feelings? Will it make any difference?

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