Future and Flashbacks

I live in Chicago...
I live to dance...
I live with music...
And most of all, I live to love...

Lucienne Ice Chaffer, 19 years old, moving to New York City *deep sigh* nice to meet you. Or NOT.

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He kissed my forehead tears now slipping from his eyes one by one. "You'll come back. Promise me that you'll come back Ice. Promise me." he hugged me tightly not wanting to let me go.

"I promise. I love you and I promise you that." I lied about promising to come back but I didn't lie about loving him. I hope he'll forgive me. I hope he'll understand.
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"He's dead." She whispered, her voice hoarse because of crying all day.

"No." I shook my head, not believing her. No, no, no that can't be. Oh no.

"What about the competition? Without him we can't do this. We can't." I said shaking her shoulders. I can't handle this. Why? Why take him away when we really needed him?

"Shhh. Ice it's okay." she assured me. "He already found the perfect person to take his place."

"Who?" I asked weakly. I can't stand anyone taking his place yet, all those memories and practices. But if it's for the better of everybody and if it's what we needed then I have no choice but to accept.

"Me." A voice said behind me. I turned around and almost fainted.

He's here. He's back.

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Failures began to mend as perfection.
One step turned into thousands.
Two worlds now shine brightly.
And lost souls find their way to be together as one.

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