Will We Ever Be More? (A Young Interracial Romance)
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'...The birds chirped as we sat in the shade. The cars sounds a far away sound. I looked at Michael, like really looked at him. I knew why I fell for him. I knew what I saw in him. Even if Katerina didn't and Sade hated him I still fell for him and I don't regret a single bit of it. He was perfect to me. The intellect, how athletic he was, the way he laughed, his smile. I fell for all of it and not just for the sake that he was Michael, one of the populars and one of the best party throwers, but because I saw the beauty in him...'
Junior year, the year Keyisha fell for the popular Michael Lewis. She was a nobody, while everyone wanted to be his friend. Michael was the out there, attractive, best party thrower there was and Keyisha was just her with her simple small group of friends. Who would've thought anything would happen, but would they ever be more?
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