Yours and Mine

Yours and Mine

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Have you ever met somebody with the exact name as yours? I have. And he just happens to be my enemy. Our parents are like extremely close. He was older by a day from me. I was born on August 15th while he was on August 14th. I'm Ashley Summers and I'm 18. Here's what I look like. Curly black hair, blue eyes, tan skin, normal weight, 5' 7" and I'm... Well, me. I guess. Now, meet my enemy. Ashley Winters. Messy brown hair, blue eyes, tan skin, muscular, 6' 2", arrogant AND annoying. You must be wondering how come we have almost the same description. I don't know! He was born, I was born, we grew up, voila! We look like twins. We're not. I swear, we have different parents. Despite our constant bickering, our parents believe that we will be together again one day. Huh, as if. Love? Doubts. Hate? Yep! Definitely in the air. Memories, past relationships, and heart shattering moments. Prepare for a book filled with tension from both past and presents.
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In the first second that I laid my eyes on you, everything that I have ever wanted out of life flashed right before my eyes. I could envision us going on picnics, stuffing our faces until we felt sick, holding hands until there was nothing but sweat between us, and introducing you to my parents in hopes that they would love you just an ounce of the way that I loved you. I could see us fighting over the remote only to end up not paying attention to the television program at all. And most of all, I could see you meaning something special to me- being that one consistent person in my life. But that second soon ended and I did not even know your name. Avery Davenport is an artist chaos. On the outside, a girl with her head in books, paint on her fingertips, and one foot in front of the other. On the inside, a girl with hate in her heart, regret in her veins, and self-loathing in her every system. Following a tragic turn of events, she begins to spiral. A tragic and fatal ending that she didn't have the answers to completely causes her to unravel. Pain slowly begins to be masked in the beds of the boys she meets, in her dark and quiet room, and subsequently on the ledge of her dorm room balcony. She didn't believe in hope or happy endings, never having conjured up one for herself or others, not until she met him. Dean Carter is all things remarkable. On the outside, a boy with ironed clothes, hair always perfected, and an ever dashing smile that could melt one's every sorrow. On the inside, a boy with cognizance in his brain, hope in his veins, and loneliness in his heart. Everything in his life has happened according to plan. His every happiness stems from medical books, sunsets, and seeing his loved ones smile. He has never been in love, never so much as thought about a girl beyond what left her lips, not until he met her. Please read the foreword for trigger warnings and disclaimers. Copyright © 2021 sunflowerboulevard, All rights reversed.

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