Behind The Door I Never Knocked On (Eng)

Behind The Door I Never Knocked On (Eng)

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"a journey not planned, a future beyond expectations" Avi wasn't the standout student at her school. She didn't have a list of achievements, didn't attend tutoring classes like many of her friends, and came from a family struggling financially. But life, it turns out, isn't always about strategy and planning-sometimes, luck shows up first. From a dream of studying abroad that felt impossible, to a spontaneous decision to help a friend that unexpectedly led her to a university she never aimed for, this story is filled with surprising moments that saved her, one step at a time. Behind the door she never knocked on, an opportunity opened that changed everything.
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Lunch went by pretty quickly, and we were back to classes soon enough. I'd forgotten to get a book from my locker, so I quickly went to get it. I was leaning on the locker next to mine as I quickly scanned my schedule on my locker door, when warm air fanned the side of my face. "Move." Being the excellent human being I am, I jumped out of fright, flinging the heavy calculus textbook in my hand backwards. I heard a grunt and turned to find the person behind me now hunched over as they held onto a part of their face. "Oh God! I'm so sorry!" I panicked. And then he looked up. The first thing I noticed was his short, dark hair. It looked so smooth, and I almost reached out to play with it. My eyes trailed down to his strong jaw line, down to his broad shoulders. I didn't even realize that I was biting my lip as I further inspected the Adonis before me. His arm flexed, bringing my attention to the amber eye he was now covering. It was him. Six. The most popular and dangerous guy in school. And I'd managed to injure him with my calculus textbook. I'm dead. *********** #11 Teen Fiction - 31 December 2015 #15 Teen Fiction - 16 December 2015 #16 Teen Fiction - 16 December 2015

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