Every Other Possibility

Every Other Possibility

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Andromeda Woods hadn't got the time to care about anything else except for her little brother and her favourite thing in the world - mother nature. The only reason she went to school was because of the greenhouse on the rooftop, and maybe also the library. She had only a friend in school, but that did not bother her a single bit. Andromeda Woods was just like that. Augustine Jacobs wasn't a model student either. He slept through classes, and spent most of his time in his studio painting his feelings out. He'd rather be with the orphans he often visited than to be around girls. He only had a girlfriend once, and he screwed it up by telling her he'd rather paint at home than to hang out with her friends. Until one day Augustine met Andromeda. It was love at first sight, the way Augustine had never felt before. Andromeda was so beautiful, so pure, so... eclectic. He couldn't look away from her in the school corridors, couldn't wipe the image of her smiling face from his mind, couldn't stop painting her alluring features. Andromeda was everywhere in his everyday life. He would get the girl, that he knew. It wasn't like Augustine was arrogant, nor was he a player. He was just good at observing. The way Andromeda looked at him sometimes, that pair of eyes so alive as if a nymph was dancing across it. He just knew.
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