"If you had a choice, who would you choose?" He asked me. I shook my head vigorously. "I'm not answering that," I answered looking at him while he looked into the distance, he seemed to always be in his own little world. "It shouldn't be a choice," he told me, his facial expression hardening in anger. "If you had to choose between a person you want to be with or a person you are destined to be with you wouldn't be able to choose?" He continues questioning me in anger. No, No I wouldn't. He doesn't know that, and I don't think anyone will, not before it's just too late. *** Hi my names Willow, Willow Forrester. I'm just your average girl. HA just kidding. You would never believe this but, I'm not average at all. Shocker right? I was transported.. I guess you could say, to this camp just on Long Island when I was seven years old with my best friend, Alex Smith. That's where I found out I was a Demi-god, what a demigod you ask? Just a child of half god half human that attracts greek monsters wherever you go and is almost always cursed, and you too my be so lucky! Well I'm a Child of Demeter, the goddess of wheat, how interesting right? *COUGH COUGH NOT* but anyways, I survive... Kinda. So here's the story of how I kinda survive, even when I almost die when I was 8 years old! Good times, good times. Well I'm seventeen now and things have kinda gone downhill. And apparently it's 'all my fault' or what-not. But you know what?! Everyone should have their side of a story, so here's mine. The green girls side.
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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