All We Are

All We Are

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"We said no strings attached, but now we're in knots." Amanda Leon is used to being second choice, sometimes third. Her motivation for life has always lied in the expectations of others. Amanda's past is not an exceptional or intriguing one. Amanda's present consists of worrying about the future and living vicariously through romantic comedies. What happens when a chance encounter under the stars complicates her very uneventful life? Will she avoid chaos? Or fill her heart with it? The thing is, chaos becomes impossible to run from when it takes the form of a human. The form of an intoxicating boy with bittersweet words and sparkling eyes. - This story is simply for me to express all of my creative thoughts and to create another world with words. I am not a professional writer and I won't pretend to write like one. Enjoy(hopefully)!
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Perfect. Peaceful. That's how I would describe my life. So moving to a different state to be with my boyfriend while I finish my degree makes sense. Only, until it doesn't. My life is going great. I'm settling into my new home, establishing a routine with my boyfriend. Until I meet him. He's my professor. He's a complete asshole. For a while, I can't stand him. But then something changes. Soon I find myself looking forward to his class. I find myself questioning am I really happy or am I just used to this routine? This reliability? I find myself thinking about him when I shouldn't. I start feeling alive. They says there's a calm before the storm, well... I call it chaos. Because no one could prepare me for what I would find.

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