Was It Meant To Be?

Was It Meant To Be?

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I accidentally ran into this guy and spilled my slushie all over his shirt. I didn't expect to see him ever again. ∞∞∞∞∞ A fresh start. That's all Janise could ask for. After suffering a painful sophomore year, Janise wanted her summer to be unforgettable. A few days at the beach, exploring unknown places, creating new memories. As summer comes to a close, who wouldn't want to spend at least one day at a water park? Being a few towns away, Janise and her friends wouldn't expect to run into anybody they knew. But luckily for Janise, she came across the most arrogant, self-centered, and undeniably good-looking male in their school. Aaron Worth, Janise's ex. While trying to escape Aaron himself, Janise finds herself running away from him, eventually faceplanting into a hard, muscular chest. Barely paying attention to this stranger's shirt she destroyed with her slushie, Janise quickly apologizes before running off again. Who would think she'd ever see him again? Better yet, who would think he would turn out to be a big part of Janise's life? Will this guy come to mend her broken heart, or will he cause her to sink even lower?
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I smiled at him but tears were starting to blur my vision together. "I hate you." His smile faltered and he looked taken back, "Not like that, Drake. I hate you because you make me cry. You're supposed to beat up the guys who make me cry, not be one of them." "But they are happy tears, right?" he clarified. I smiled and nodded my head, before gripping his shirt, pulling his body against mine. "I'll never make you cry because you're sad, understood? I'm never leaving you." I didn't respond this time, I just sat in his lap, holding his torso and he played with my hair. "I don't know if I can let you in yet Drake," I told him truthfully, the one thing I had been dreading telling him. "I know. But I'll never hurt you like the others have. I-"he cut himself off and took a deep breath. "Riley?" he moved me away from his shirt. I looked at him in the eyes and say an emotion. One I hadn't seen in a long time and one I haven't seen in his eyes before. "Can I kiss you?" __________________ Drake was the player of the school. Everyone knew his name. Riley was the nerd of the school. No one knew her name. Complete opposites but for some reason, opposites seemed to attract. Riley knew that Drake had a new girl every week, but she felt like she could change him. And maybe she could. Maybe she'd be different. *Based on a true story*

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