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Foster-Keefe execpt modern, basically. Oh and a little bit of sickness, don't worry about that.Basically, Sophie and Keefe go to American public school. Isn't that fun? Anyway, Keefe has POTS. He also dies. If the prologue was not obvious enough. Uh yeah, I am taking a break from my big WIP and this is the only was I could think to do it. Sophie starts out dating Fitz, but then- nevermind. Read the story. Okay thanks byeeee
This story is about a young girl, Juliet Springs, who's just moved to New York to be an actress. One night she goes over to her mothers friends house for a Christmas dinner but little does she know that her moms friend was Anne Twist and guess who's there? You guessed it, Harry Styles, Juliet's favorite celebrity of all time. Overtime they form a real true friendship but there's one problem, shes sixteen, hes twenty two. She tries to ignore her feelings for him however, in the end she falls in love with him but how is she supposed to deal with these feelings if hes only staying in New York for a year?
John i Laila to szczęścliwe małżeństwo bez żadnych problemów, lecz wszystko się zmienia pewnego dnia gdy okazuję się że Laila jest śmiertelnie chora.Od urodzenia ćierpiała na zaniki pamięci, ale teraz choroba znacznie się pogorszyła .Nagle ich życie zmienia się o sto osiemdziesiąt stopni ciągłe badania i nieprzespane noce doprowadzają Johna do szału,a najgorsze jest to że Laila powoli zapomina kim on dla niej jest.Po czasie para coraz rzadziej jest widziana poza domem,jedzenie dowodzi im kurier.John zamontował w oknach ich sypialni kraty dlaczego?Czy Laili uda się wydostać z pułapki Josha? Czy to wszystko dzieje się w jej głowie?
this is literally just a roleplay between me and my friend (kqrasmoak on IG). We thought it'd be funny to post it and see people's reactions. Some of this is really embarassing so be prepared. We had 2 previous Arrow roleplays but decided to start over so here we are.we switch characters pretty much equally, except Oliver and Felicity. I'm ALWAYS Felicity and kqrasmoak is ALWAYS Oliver.updates whenever we have enough for a decent chapter so probs like once a week.THIS IS NOT AN OPEN ROLEPLAYso no roleplaying in the comments please
This is a story about a girl named Andy who falls in love with a guy named Andre. She thought he was so perfect but he had flaws just like everybody else. This story is very interesting. It is romantic and kind of talks about high school love and etc. The characters are In 10th grade.On Monday morning when Andy got to school after looked for her best friend Gabby. When she saw her running she thought something was wrong. "Gabby what's wrong?" She said, "Nick is so great he gave me these flowers this morning!" Andy told her they were beautiful just like her and that she wished she had a boyfriend. Gabby happily said, " Andy why haven't you talked to Andre your crush since the 5th grade!" Andy said," Gabby you know I'm scared to talk to him." She told me I had to face my fears someday. After a while of talking we had to go to 1st period, which was Math. In Math class Ms.Briggs talked about algebra, it was so boring. The day went fast we were already in 6th period, Science. Mrs.Adams told us that we have a project due next Monday. The assignment is to build a mini version of a rollercoaster and a cart that glides through it. Andy got partnered up with Andre she was so nervous. They discussed that they would work on the project at Andy's starting tomorrow, Wednesday, and Thursday. Then at Andre's Friday, Saturday, Sunday. After class ended Andy went to her locker to grab her things and went to catch her bus. When she got home she started her homework, when she was finished she ate dinner and went to sleep.
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No puedo decir con exactitud cuantos chicos había dejado detrás mio de la misma manera. La regla era simple, después de cerrar la puerta de la habitación, no había vuelta atrás. Jamas volvería a verlos, a si que, ¿por que sentir culpa?. No soy el tipo de chica que desea un romance de mas de una o hasta dos noches, mucho menos una historia de amor. Y es que, a quien la quedan ganas de un romance después de ser traicionada por su ''mejor amiga'' y el ''amor de su vida''Pero...Esa noche tome mi ropa y me vestí en la oscuridad de aquella habitación apenas iluminada por el resplandor de la luna, tome mis botas, mis llaves y salí cautelosa de ahí, como un ladrón, para no ser descubierta. Era la escena de cada noche que salia de fiesta pero esta vez era distinto. Usual mente me percato de no olvidar nada,sin embargo esa noche deje olvidado sobre la cama, justo al lado de aquel chico de aspecto agresivo, cabellera rubia y enmarañada,mi corazón, mi vida... mi alma