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The imperial now

The imperial now

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Dec 18, 2015
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"The past can destroy you, And some suffer silently." A girl, well the girl told me this. Ivy Octavia Cecilia Lewis is well the girl who walked into my life and showed me the meaning of living. Live now because one day it will all change. Ivy opened my eyes and well now I live in the imperial now
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IVY'S SALVADOR life has only led up to one thing; following in her father's footsteps. The only problem is that she doesn't want to live her life that way, but she doesn't know how to change that. Her life has always felt so boring and bland since it's only been going in one direction.. she needed a way out; an alternative, something different. MYLES CROWELL was a rule breaker, he never followed along the lines of everyone in the city or the school. He was bound to be kicked out; everyone wanted him gone, he brought nothing but recklessness and a bad name for the school. He wasn't the perfect guy but he was different, he wasn't the same as everyone else that Ivy knew. He didn't show up to every boring lecture and he didn't take shit from every stuck-up jock. Soon enough a deal becomes between the two, an eye for a eye. This deal forms an alliance and somehow a friendship. This friendship maintains, that is until some feelings are being harder and harder to hide. • • • His eyes stayed set on me, my heart racing as if I'd just run a marathon. I looked down at the touch to the side of me, his hands gripping my hips, leading me. I picked up his speed and grinded slowly, not even a few seconds in and a groan elicited from him, "you know how good you look on top of me?" I smiled, pressing down on his bare chest, my hands itching to move further down. As I was itching to do something, so was he, his eyes following my bruised lips and I could see every thought in that head of his. "No.. tell me ."

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