Nowhere Girl
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  • Reads 8,898
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  • Parts 2
  • Time 17m
Ongoing, First published May 03, 2013
"I was twenty one when Liam walked into my life.
No, that’s wrong… he barged straight into me."
Emily was just in her second year of college when her life took an unexpected turn. She'd never felt satisfied before, but with the books she buried herself in and dreams that she couldn't let herself lose, it was dawning worse than ever. She wanted more. More than she thought possible.
But when she meets Liam, he might just offer her the one thing she thought she'd never have.
Freedom.
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Rules to Feeling Lonely

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Alone. A simple word that has always held many meanings to Ella, and starting her senior year at a new high school, solitude had seemed the easiest way to go. A week passed, bland and unnoticed, before her plans quickly get thrown overboard. Losing one of her most priced possessions, she finds herself making a rather simple deal with someone from school. His name, for her book. There's only one little problem; she has no idea who this person is. Laughs and tears, friends and heartbreak, and the past that comes knocking on the door. Ella faces it all as she takes on the search to find her secret admirer. ___________________ "I can't believe him after the texts, the letter, the flowers. All these months and he just tells me 'we'll talk later'", I told him, feeling absolutely frustrated. I am so damn stupid, thinking this was gonna be something special or whatever. "It isn't him", he suddenly spoke and I just rolled my eyes. He doesn't even know what he's talking about, the imbisile. "It is, you don't even know what you're talking about so shut up", I cried out, walking forth and back for the hundredth time. "Listen, I do and it isn't him", he yelled this time and I stopped walking, angrily turning to him. Can he stop just pissing me off even more? "Oh yeah? And how are you so sure?" "Because it's me"