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Chapter 9 I read his note with shaking fingers over and over again. I know, what Tony did today was a bit rude, pointing out people as you poke their number 1 stalker?.
We exchanged messages that night. He'd told Mollie he didn't want to see her that night, and when she asked why, he said he wasn't feeling well.
They say I'll get over you. Yet when I see you my heart still skips a beat. My palms sweat and I have inhumane need to kiss you. When I see you I picture what we could of have.
Don't you ever get that feeling of boredom. The feeling of disapointment when you think something would happen when you know it really wouldn't . I always have this in maths.
Laying underneath the stars with the person you love. Talking about each other's dreams, hopes and fears for the future. Jacob had never known such a perfect situation.
His golden hair was illuminated by a single beam of light that danced on each hair, making them glimmer and shine.
I went up to my makeshift bed, and changed into another outfit (which I'd stolen from my room when I knew Mollie had left).
I spent the whole day hiding behind my Ray Bans. It was a Sunday, and as the name promises, the sun was out on this fine Summer's day.
It didn't matter how much history they had, what experiences they shared or how many endless talks they encountered. They were best friends and would always be.
She couldn't believe it. She was getting married today. Rebecca had never been the typical little girl, planning her dream wedding and playing it over and over in her head.
Tears started to fall down my face, and as they hit my eye lashes, which were still coated in mascara, they continued their path down my face in black ink ravines.
They said it was a social catastrophe, a mayhem nothing but a blip in my popularity. They said it would be wrong to say yes. They said it would be the end of me.
I wrote this before I actually started writing death is not the only option, it's a little way into the story, like if I should continue. People say that when you die, everything ends.
Chapter 5 How Do I Do This I met him at the door. "What do you want?" I sniffed whilst rubbing my eyes like as if that would make the pain go away.
I knew I wasn't welcome in Mollie and I's room that night. As soon as I entered to gather my vital belongings, I felt her cold glare on my back, following me with every move I took.
The day had come. The day Daniel had been waiting for ever since he knelt down on one knee and asked the love of his life to be his forever. The day where he got married.
The day after the exam, Mollie and I went to a spa for a day out.
His side: Oh.. She stole my heart today. I never thought I would feel this way but I do. I like her. I am going to tell her tomorrow. Her side: His eyes were on me all the time.
The sun shone brightly through the curtains, waking Daniel up. He turned to see Rebecca still asleep, resting soundly underneath the crisp, white sheets. He couldn't help but smile.
When I open my eyes, it's early afternoon. My head rests on Peeta's arm. I don't remember him coming in last night. I turn, being careful not to disturb him, but he's already awake.
Peeta, who spends much of the night roaming the train, hears me screaming as I struggle to break out of the haze of drugs that merely prolong the horrible dreams.
I have always hated it when my alarm goes off in the morning. Wanting to constantly press the snooze button and no wake up, no matter what.
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He looked at me nervously with his big brown eyes. "How much?" he asked shyly. "Fifty cents," I replied kindly.