"Rock me to sleep, baby don't watch me cry." "It's to much to handle, when you aren't by." "Yeah, I'm missing you." I sing, sitting on my window sill. "I didn't know you could sing." I hear a deep voice say. I look at the door, across the big, dark bedroom. "I guess it's just a hidden talent." I say, giving a wide grin. • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • After a big move from Texas, to the big Atlanta, the southern chick has to adapt to her new city life. Being an advanced Sophmore at Etowah High, caught the eye of the Junior boy.All Rights Reserved
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