A Tribute For Tia

A Tribute For Tia

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Alistair is a seventeen year old boy with hardly any friends -unless, of course, you count the one guy that's been following him around since they met. His parents are useless at being parents, always working late and never there for either Alistair nor his younger sister, Tia. Even though his parents don't know the first thing about him, they decided that he was depressed. So, they sent him to a shrink. He begins skipping school after he begins talking more and more to a young girl, Maya, whom he met while applying for a job at the local music store. They're just friends, though. He swears. His life was seemingly adequate until one day, when he and his sister are home -alone, as always- she doesn't reply when Alistair knocks on her bedroom door. He had no idea that she was actually the depressed one, but he realises his mistake when he finds her, dead, hanging in her closet. He finds a diary entry of hers that tells him all of the things that Tia wanted to do in her life, but was never able to do. Then, he decides to do them all. Starting with a kiss on top of the Eiffel Tower.
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"Are you ever afraid of being alone?" I asked after a while. A question that had randomly popped into my mind. I wasn't expecting him to answer me, but he did. Jonah turned his face, but I didn't look back at him, I kept staring up at the skies. He turned back to the sky and took a breather before answering. "We're always going to be alone, Rose. Always. We'll be haunted by the darkness that is our own shadow, but in every shadow there's a light." He answered, as if the simplest thing in the world. I only stared at him with a dropped jaw. That was out of this world. Especially coming from Jonah. "When does it get better?" I mumbled. "It doesn't. But to go through it with someone makes it a whole lot easier." He turned back to face me. We stared at each other for a while. He'd always occasionally look down at my lips, and I'd do the same to him. I broke it off and looked back up at the sky. -=- New York City. The place of opportunities. But what shall Rose do when there's so many of them? Jonah, the seducer with a British accent, or Cameron, equally British but sweet. Her clock is ticking. She has one year to make up her mind until the exchange program takes back all their Brits and their New Yorkers return. And so the end-of-the-year party is the final strike. Either Rose chooses...or she doesn't. *WARNING* I began this book (my first book ever) when I was like 11 or 12 years old so the first chapters (idk how many) suck, not gonna lie. I had scrapped so many ideas (that I only really wrote a few chapters of) that when I was older enough to realize the story I had going so far sucked, I didn't want to scrap again, so I finished for that sake in a span of 3 years (and ended in 2014). All in all, not my greatest work, but read on if you wish. Text Copyright © droppedintoxic™ 2014

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