Even Colors Are blind
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Even Colors Are Blind -short story
"Alice, the old you would of never snuck out. You would've sat in your room listening to music and reading. It's all because of that stupid Graduation letter and that dumb boy. " London pulls the wheel towards the left and takes a deep breath.
"London, you only live once, you need to not only survive but have fun. I've realized that." The words spill from my mouth but I know what she's getting at. I miss the old me sometimes, too.
"It's like you don't even care about going to prison or not" she laughs and sighs. "I guess even colors are blind"
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Alice Goods, she has fallen hard for the school's golden boy known as Jackson Luckus. His hazel eyes and dimples are only two of the things that draw her to him. They have a past of hatred, then devolved into frenemies, and than to friends. Every friendship ends, but there's diminishes un-knowingly. No matter how hard Alice tries, Jackson still won't budge. Their hearts clash and fireworks spark when their eyes meet, maybe only Alice Sees it that way. So, Will she give up on her everlasting love for him or will she keep trying to make him notice? The story awaits......
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