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Dear whoever is reading this, 
I understand how rough things are right now, I just want to let you know that things will get better. I promise. Keep holding on. Just a little bit longer. I know you feel like nobody cares, but you're wrong. I care, otherwise I wouldn't be writing this. You're not alone. We may be miles away, but we're all going through the same things. 
Please keep holding on.

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hauntingly beautiful

Chapter 29

One Year Later
Hunter's Point of View
Graduation is the day all high schoolers dream about.
They dream about the freedom of moving on to college; going out to live on their own, no parents, no duties, and endless amounts of partying.
I stood up in the podium, wearing my blue cap and gown.
I had my diploma and schlorship to Standford for basketball in the other.
Everyone in sync removed their caps from their heads.
With one swift movement, we all tossed it in the air, just to have to come crashing down.
"Congrats seniors, class of 2013!" the principal announced through a microphone.
Everyone had smiles plastered on their faces, as my eyes searched the audience.
On the mid section, far off to the right, I saw my mother and father.
My dad had a proud smile across his usual grumpy face, and my mother was bawling.
"My baby." I saw my mother mouthed the words.
I laughed, as I gave her a wave.
A few of my friends from the basketball team patted my back, as some girls came to give me hugs.
Soon, we all exited the stage.
We all gathered out to the lobby of the hotel where the graduation ceremony was held, as I searched the crowd for my parents.
I spotted them in a corner, each holding a glass of white wine.
They looked very intent in a conversation they were having with a girl.
I didn't see her face clearly, since she was facing her back towards me.
But, I could tell she wasn't from our school.
She wasn't wearing a graduation cap and gown.
Her long, brown hair cascaded just past her shoulders, and she was wearing a creamy pink dress that fitted her perfectly.
I could tell, just by looking at her back, that she was hot.
A small grin appeared on my face, as I made my way over to them.
My mothers bloodshot eyes lit up, as she smiled.
"Hunter! Honey, we are so proud of you!" my mother said, kissing my cheek.
I coughed with embarassment, as I chuckled half- heartedly.
"Mom..." I trailed off.
My eyes flickered to the girl standing before us, as I felt my heart pump a little.
She looked familiar, but I couldn't point my finger on it.
She had big, hazel eyes, with dark and long eyelashes framing her unique eye color.
My eyes were immediately drawn to her heart shaped lips.
They looked soft and kissable.
Who was this girl?
She gave me a small smile, as a blush crept up her neck, making me smirk.
"Hunter, we're going to talk to the Taylor's for a minute. We'll be right back." my dad said, tugging my mother off.
My attention was all on this mysterious, and hauntingly beautiful girl.
"Do I know you from somewhere?" I finally asked.


This quote does not exist.

11:11; make a wish

   --------------- chapter one -------- 


A   l   a   r   i   c   e    '   s     p  .  o  .  v

What if every 11:11, birthday, and shooting star wish came true?
Sunday went fast, and I was tired from all that happened. I fell asleep at 11:12, right after I wished he would just text me for once..
 I woke up to my mom screaming at me, reminding me it's Monday. Before I could complain, let alone groan in anger, my Android beeps at me, indicating I've recieved a new text. When I grabbed for my phone, I read the name. Niall.
My throat out let an awkward sound, which sounded like a cry and a scream. This can't be happening.. I thought to myself. As I opened the text, my mom screamed up the stairs one last time. "Alarice! GET UP OR YOU'LL BE LATE FOR SCHOOL! HURRY UP! BREAKFAST IS GETTING COLD!"
She screamed. I laugh to myself. "Mom.. Okay.." I say, weakly screaming.

I glance at my phone and read the text. "Hi beautiful :) " i read on my screen.
With confusion, I respond. "Hi Niall! :)" I read through my two word text, wondering if it's a weird response. I decide I'm being crazy, and press send.  
I  walk over to my grand closet and scrummage through all of my dresses, trying to find the prettiest one. I really want to look pretty today, because I feel that Niall's really noticing me now...
After 10 minutes of looking, I end up with a knee- length, navy Abercrombie dress on, white flats, and plan on curling my hair.
I walk downstairs to my mom looking at me. "Hubba hubba!" she says, fooling around. I smile at her and eat breakfast.
Today's going to be wonderful.


hauntingly beautiful

Chapter 27

There was a light knocking on my door.
I groaned, flipping a pillow over my head.
The knocking became louder, as a soft voice called my name out.
"Hayden, I'm coming in." Ruth said, pushing my bedroom door open.
The lights turned on, as I squinted through my tired eyes.
"What Ruth?" I asked, irritation clear in my voice.
She frowned with hurt. "Hayden, I'm doing what I have to do for your own good."
I turned my body away from her, as she sat on the edge of my bed.
"I know I'm not your mother." I cringed at the mention.
"But, I am your guardian." she finished.
My small hands wrapped around the corner of my blanket tightly.
I felt her warm hands running through my hair gently.
I flinched at her touch, before she pulled away.
"I've already signed you up for a private boarding school." she confessed.
I jolted up from my bed, staring at her with wide eyes.
How could she?
We haven't even discussed it properly yet, and she was already signed me up to another school?
"What?" I asked with disbelief.
She put her hand on my shoulder, as I shook it off.
"I did it for your own good." Ruth said sternly.
"For my own good?" I cried. "You didn't even bother talking to me about it yet!"
Ruth clenched her jaw. "I'm sorry, Hayden. But, I've already signed you up and paid for your tuition. They don't give back refunds."
I swallowed the lump in my throat, as tears welled up in my eyes.
Ruth's features softened, as she placed her hand on top of mine.
"I know I'm not your mother in your eyes, but you're my daughter in mine." she soothed. "I love you, Hayden, and what loving mother would I be if I let your students bully you to such a bad point?"
A single tear fell out of my eye.
"Where is it? I croaked.
"Where's what?" she asked.
"The school."
Ruth bit her lip nervously, as scractched the back of her neck.
She stayed quiet, as my eyes became hard and angered.
"Where is it?!" I repeated with aggravation.
She sighed. "California."
I felt myself stop breathing.
California was all the way across the country!
How could Ruth send me from Pennsylvania to California?
"I know it's a long distance, but the school is great. It's ranked one of the best private boarding schools in the nation." Ruth quickly added.
"What about Hunter?" I asked desperately.
Ruth's mouth fell, as she stared at me with regret.
"You have... you fell in love?" she asked softly.
Did I?
Did I fall in love with Hunter?
I nodded. "Yes." I whispered.
Ruth closed her eyes tightly, wrapped a arm around my shoulder.
"I'm sorry, Hayden. If I knew, I wouldn't have signed you up."
I breathed, muffling in her shoulder.
"Please let me stay." I choked.
Ruth hesitated, but shook her head.
"I paid thousands. They have a fine policy of no returns."
I stayed quiet, as tears rolled down my cheeks.
Ruth got off my bed, as she proceeded to leave my room.
"You're leaving tomorrow night." she said before closing my door.


my life, you've always been there.
now you're gone & my head's spinning.

"i'll try,"

         SHE SAID AS HE WALKED AWAY,              
two vibrant hearts could change.


step 1: take out homework.
step 2: reward self with hour of internet for getting that far.


"Scarletbefore yogthrougwitthis,
I want to remind you of September 7th, 1988. It was the first
time that I saw you. You were reading Less Than Zero, and
you were wearing a Guns 'n' Roses t-shirt. I'd never seen
anything so perfect. I remember thinking that I had to have
you or I'd die... then you whispered that you loved me at the
homecoming dance, and I felt so peaceful and safe because
I knew that no matter what happened, from that day on, nothing
could ever be that bad... because I had you. And then I grew up
and I lost my way. And I blamed you for my failures. And I know
that you think you have to do this today but I don't want you to.
But I guess if I love you, I should let you move on."

- 1Again

11:11; make a wish

   --------------- chapter three, part one -------- 


K  a  y  l  a  n  '  s      p  .  o  .  v

What if every 11:11, birthday, and shooting star wish came true?

Second period, English. My class is reading and watching The Outsiders.
l  couldn't help but cry. He's dead. I thought to myself as the tears flowed.
Issaya took my hand and held it. Just about every girl had tears in their eyes.

But none of them had him holding their hand.  My face cracked a smile, but
I wasn't happy. Dally was my favorite charecter next to Ponyboy.
Ponyboy with his blonde hair reminded me of Issaya. Maybe that's why
I feel so connected to him. The lights turned on, and my teacher's rough voice began
talking. " What do you all think?" He asked.
Nobody answered. We wered all too upset.

After English, Issaya gave me a big hug. I couldn't help but blush.
Zayna said she mistaked me for a tomato. We walked to sciene together,
laughing and talking when I bumped into Kayla, Issaya's ex as of yesterday.
I smiled at her and apologized, but I could tell by the look on her face
I was not forgiven. She's mad that I'm with Issaya.
I turned to continue walking when WHAM, she punched me.
Without thinking, I hit her back.