Youth
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  • Reads 31,490
  • Votes 1,185
  • Parts 114
  • Time 3h 20m
Ongoing, First published Jun 06, 2016
in which a wheelchair bound fourteen year old meets an anxiety induced sixteen year old. 

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"Sup?" Melody said on the other line. 

"Hey, uh." He paused. "Do you know how to make a lasagna?"

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kind of on a hiatus, i've stopped rewriting to focus on a bigger project

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odd chapter numbers and bold quotations are Marcus, even chapter numbers and regular quotations are Melody.

highest rating; 44 in short story

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notice;
uh, the beginning chapters of this story were written a long while ago so the quality isn't as good in the beginning than in the later chapters. it's really not that good in general and there's no driving plot i would give it the better qualities it deserves but i'm preoccupied atm.
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