Nora and Theo

Nora and Theo

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To everyone else, they were Eleonora and Theodore Reed. To each other, they were Nora and Theo. Eleonora grew up in a loving household, with a few too many nosey siblings, and a pair of slightly insane, but busy parents. She was never the outgoing type, much rather choosing to curl up in a blanket, reading a good book then go out and hang out with friends. Theodore was a bit different. He grew up in a slightly different atmosphere, mainly surrounded by his grandpa and his best friend. He wasn't the bad boy type, nor was he the athletic type. Theodore was just Theodore, a slightly awkward boy who had his own moments of weakness. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Want to know why I call you Nora?" he asks while looking into my slightly curious eyes. "Sure," I said, because he really was the only one who called me that. "It's because Nora means light, and you are my light at the end of the day, the only person who keeps me waking up each day. Without you Nora, all I see is darkness."
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... that changes everything Sarah was starting her junior year of high school. Looking at herself in the mirror, she saw a pretty average blonde haired, blue eyed, teenager. She was neither in the popular group, nor one of the many cliched outsiders. Sarah was a nobody. She liked to blend in and lay low. It was her way out of not only this town, but her house. No one knew it, but her father was a high functioning alcoholic that often took his anger out on his family. With her older sister now in college, it had turned to her more often. Laying low in general was a good strategy. Across town, Ryan was prepping for his final year in high school. While he wasn't the stereotypical quarterback of the football team, he did fit into the popular crowd. His sports of choice included basketball and soccer, either of which might line him up for a scholarship next year. Ryan had a group of close friends and a lot of adoring acquaintances. It wasn't easy juggling his athletics and keeping the grades up, but he was just that good. The supporting parents didn't hurt either. It might be a cliché romance, but it will be fun to see what the year and beyond holds. ------------------------------------------ This is a story I wrote years ago, or at least partially wrote. As I transcribe it here, I have tried to update it a bit and give the characters/story more depth than what I had when I was younger. Hopefully it all gets pulled together!

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