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In Living Memory

In Living Memory

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"...My sister died at the beach last summer. Well, she almost died. We won't know how, until she wakes up. If she ever does. She’s in a coma, lying in a hospital bed three miles away from home. She’s not dead. But she’s not alive either." It's all Angelica's fault, or so she thinks, that her sister Carmen fell down from the rocks and into the water. Angelica is trapped in a world of fear and guilt, surrounded by people who cannot live without her sister. It doesn't help that a juvenile delinquent named Marcus keeps appearing everywhere either, or that suddenly her best friend Charlie is getting very secretive and distant. Summer is changing everything, but there's only one thing Angelica really wants to change - what happened last summer.
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Lunch went by pretty quickly, and we were back to classes soon enough. I'd forgotten to get a book from my locker, so I quickly went to get it. I was leaning on the locker next to mine as I quickly scanned my schedule on my locker door, when warm air fanned the side of my face. "Move." Being the excellent human being I am, I jumped out of fright, flinging the heavy calculus textbook in my hand backwards. I heard a grunt and turned to find the person behind me now hunched over as they held onto a part of their face. "Oh God! I'm so sorry!" I panicked. And then he looked up. The first thing I noticed was his short, dark hair. It looked so smooth, and I almost reached out to play with it. My eyes trailed down to his strong jaw line, down to his broad shoulders. I didn't even realize that I was biting my lip as I further inspected the Adonis before me. His arm flexed, bringing my attention to the amber eye he was now covering. It was him. Six. The most popular and dangerous guy in school. And I'd managed to injure him with my calculus textbook. I'm dead. *********** #11 Teen Fiction - 31 December 2015 #15 Teen Fiction - 16 December 2015 #16 Teen Fiction - 16 December 2015

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