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Prologue
A Chapter by
Deanna Ballard
The first day I laid eyes on her was the first time I’d drawn in a while. She was in the park behind my house. She had a camera in front of he..
Chapter One
A Chapter by
Deanna Ballard
The car hasn’t even stopped moving before I have the door open. “Hey, what’re you- “I’m late, Dex,” I tel..
Chapter Two
A Chapter by
Deanna Ballard
I have to admit, the school is cool. My family and I have been in California for a month and I hadn’t been looking forward to this. My sis..
Chapter Three
A Chapter by
Deanna Ballard
What was her deal? Who didn’t smile? I don’t know whatto think about her. In her eyes is sadness, but out of her mouth is bitterness and..
Chapter Four
A Chapter by
Deanna Ballard
I have a car. Unbelievably, it’s a black Audi R8 with red Carbon Fiber Sigma sideblades . He gave me the car at the beginning of my freshman y..
Chapter Five
A Chapter by
Deanna Ballard
When I come out of the house in the morning every morning, Dex is idling in the driveway. He’s asleep with two cups of Starbucks coffee; one h..
Chapter Six
A Chapter by
Deanna Ballard
I don’t know what to think of what just transpired with Kendall. I loved every moment of it. She’s on to me now as far as my feelin..
Chapter Seven
A Chapter by
Deanna Ballard
I don’t want to talk about it. I don’t want to think about it. To keep myself from doing either of those things, I think ab..
Chapter Eight
A Chapter by
Deanna Ballard
I’m nervous. Will plans on hugging me this morning. I hope it’s as natural as he makes it sound. On my phone, I’m lookin..
Chapter Nine
A Chapter by
Deanna Ballard
I am digging the vibe between us right now. It’s a good thing I decided to ignore that little gesture in first period. She’s coming..
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