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there's so much beauty in this world
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pretty woman I see the strength that’s in your eyes
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Until I met you.

Chapter One:


Sirens, that's the first thing I think of every night before I go to sleep, and unfortunately where my story begins. I remember the stretchers creaking my parents up to the ambulance doors, my neighbors piling up around the crime scene tape. I remember the policemen, and Detectives that talked to me, asking questions like "Did you see the guy who did this?" and "What were you doing while things happened?" One nice lady took me aside, handing me a lollipop and telling me everything would be okay. She told me I would be staying with her for a while.  I ran to the porch, tears rolling down my cheeks, the lady, Nina brought me inside, and up to my room to grab my things. "He came in here first." I told Nina. "He told me to keep my eyes and ears closed." She hugged me. "You'll be okay. I wont let anything happen to you." I hugged her back. "What should I grab?" She smiled, and handed me a big suitcase. "All of your favorite things." She ended up adopting me.
                I'm 18 now, and I had just graduated and Moving out to California today, I'm from Kansas. I hugged Nina, whom I called mom, and told her I would miss her. "I'll miss you too Issac." Nina and her friend, Clarice brought me to the bus station. The only reason I am moving so far away from home, was because an old friend from Middle school wanted me to come up and meet his fiance to be in their wedding. "Call me anytime Mom, just remember If I don't answer after the first time, text me to have me call." I took her into a huge hug and kissed her cheek. "I love you." She started to tear up and messed up my hair. "Have fun, and stay safe. Oh, and here." She handed me a book and asked me not to read it until I was in Cali. 
  I walked onto the bus, handed over my ticket, and sat in an empty seat, although most of the seats were empty. I put on my headphones, played my roadtrip playlist aI had spent the night putting together, and closed my eyes. My therapist had told me listening to music would stop the memories from coming through so easily, and most of the time it worked. 
                           "Sir....Rest stop. Need anything from the gas station?" I heard a little girl's voice as I jumped. "Oh, thank you." Her mother gave me a quick smile, asking if I would watch her as she went in for candy. I agreed to it, because her mother had crutches, and I didn't want anything to happen to the little girl, she only looked to be about five years old. "So what are you getting?" She smiled and jumped up and down. "Skittles!" I helped her over to the candy counter, grabbing some water, and a bag of fruit snacks. "You ready to pay for this stuff? I asked the little girl. "Yeah.... but will you take my money and pay for it? I'm scared." I giggled, taking it. "Well hello scared, my name is Issac." She also giggled, "I'm Lilah." We walked up and the clerk took our money. "Have a good day." I said, walking out the door, and up to the bus. "Why did you tell that man to have a good day?" I smiled, motioning for her to get on the bus first. "Everyone needs to be told that every once in a while." She ran on the bus and up to her mom. "Have a good day Mommy!" Her mother smiled, hugging her daughter. "Why thank you, but you're gonna be sitting with me the whole time." She pointed to me and told her mother "Issac told me that everyone needs to hear that every once in a while!" She giggled, and started to stand. "No, you don't have to stand up." She shrugged and thanked me.
                         I popped my headphones back in, and watched out the window, it was night time now. I watched as the road looked like a vortex, and I was riding on it. The moon as usual, looking like it's been following for miles. The stars were out, way more than I've seen before. I smiled, knowing that this would probably be the last night I'd see so many stars. I closed my eyes, and the night came back to me.
          "Get the phone Issac. Call the police." I cried, grabbing my mother's hands, tears flowing down her face as her head lowered, and she stopped breathing. "Mommy?" I ran to the phone and called, but the guy had ran off before they got to my house. The detectives carried me outside as tears fell from my face.       
                    "MISTER!" I jumped up, my heart beating profusely. "What happened?" I looked around seeing the few people on the bus staring at me confused,and next to me, Lilah. "S-sorry. Do you need to pee?" I giggled a little, my heart slowing down. "After that, I'm surprised that I didn't already." Lilah laughed. "Will you help my mommy go? I'm not strong enough." I smiled, looking back at her. "You need to go? Need help?" She smiled back, telling Lilah to sit down. "It's only in the back of the bus, I'll be fine, but thank you." I nodded. 
            I didn't get much sleep the last night on the bus. I was too excited. Watching thesunrise, taking a picture, and sending it to Nina. "Wish you could see it Mom." And then there it was, right in front of me, and as I pass it, I sigh. "Finally...Califonia." The sign was all I needed to be happy. A few hours passed, and we pulled up to the bus stop. I saw John there, and smiled, as we came to a stop, and Lilah ran up to me. "Thank you so much. Have a good day!" She hugged me, and I smiled. "Have a good day, and take care of your mommy okay?" She nodded, running back to her mom. I remembered when I was little running up to my birth mother like that. I took a deep breath, and walked off the bus, breathing in the California air, grabbinbg my bags and running up to John and his fiance. "Hey budd, long time. This is Grace, Grace, Issac." I went in for a handshake, but she just hugged me. "Well, friendly, isn't she?" John laughed, pulling her back and grabbing her hand. "Don't leave me for this guy, okay?" We all laughed, as I set my bags in the back of his black SUV. "Nice wheels." Grace opened the front door and telling me that I should sit up front. "Oh, thank you." 
                       I watched out the window, amazed by everything. "Wow it's so nice around here." Grace giggled, and looked at me through the rear view mirror. "Wait until you see the beach house." I looked over at John. "Really? I never pegged you to be a beach house guy." He shrugged. "I like the sea breaze." My phone vibrated, and I picked up the call. "Hello?" "Issac! How is Cali?" I smiled, "Amazing, but I only just got here." She proceeded on tlling me about what her friend'd dog found in the trash. I put the phone on speaker, "Hey Mrs. Howe. I'll be taking care of your boy here, he's in good hands." I could hear the hurt in her voice. "Issac, I have to go, but please stay safe, and remember to keep in touch." My face got red. "Mom," I tookthe phone off speaker and up to my ear. "Don't worry, I'll be okay. I'll call you later, Love you." She hung up. John sighed. "She's taking it prety hard, huh?" I nodded. "She doesn't like me being so far." I looked down at the book she handed me, and Opened it. "Oh....my god."
 
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why are my parents always like “go to bed.” i am in bed. im always in bed. you go to bed. stop talking to me.
Until I met you.

Chapter Two:


 
               "Issac, you ready?" I jumped out of bed, groggy and drool half way down my chin. I stood up rubbing my eyes. "Ready for what?" I slumped my way into the bathroom looking at myself in the mirror, and at my wild-like hair. I grabbed my toothbrush, and brushed my teeth as John explained more. "Well, you party pooper, you bailed on us last night to sleep, so today we're taking you down on the beach to meet some of our friends." I spat the minty foam into the sink, taking a sip of water into my mouth, and swishing until I spat that out as well, wiping my chin and smilinf at myself in the mirror. "Well I guess I look okay enough to be seen in public." John threw a pair of socks at me, and I went to get dressed. I grabbed a pair of jeans looking at them, not wanting to wear shorts, and yelled to John. "Will you judge me if I wear jeans?" I heard his feet running closer to me and into my room. "You better not wear jeans." I shrugged. "I could always go in a dress." He sighed. "Wear jeans if you absolutely need to, but at least wear a tanktop." I giggled, pulling a pair of gray swim shorts out of my bag. "I came prepared John." His gray eyes sparkled. "How adorable. But seriously hurry up." 
                       I ran downstairs after checking my dark brown hair to make sure it wasn't a mess. I ran by the kitchen and out the door, grabbing anapple. "You guys ready to go yet or not?" I smiled as I ran and put on my green, worn out converse still walking to the car. Soon Grace and John came out. "Buddy, why you by the car? The beach is like 5 minutes away." I facepalmed myself and grunted. "Forgot!" Which, believe it or not I actually did. I took a bite out of my apple and paused for a moment. I looked back at John and Grace, who just stared at me. "What? Did you forget something?" Grace started laughing, and John just started, confused. I spat out the apple. "PWAH! Dude. Toothpaste+fruit= NO!" We all laughed. Walking down to the beach was fun, until I tripped over someone's leg. "Oh my god, I am so sorry!"I hear in a deep subtle voice. I get up and wipe the sand off of myself. "No, it's fine, is your leg okay?" I meet eyes with this really tall guy as he stands. "My leg is fine, Barely felt a thing." I awkwardly laughed, looking up at him. "Well, I'm sorry, be careful next time alright?" I nodded, and finished walking and looked around, there were barely any people. "Guys, if you tell me your friends are dolphins, I am going to lose it." They smiled and sat down by the shore. "They'll be coming any minute." 
                        After laying in the sun for about an hour, I heard people approaching, and Grace getting up and squeeling. "Bev! Nolan!" I sit up and slowly turn my head to these two people whom Grace was running to. Bev, was a girl, a "tanned skin babe" is what John had whispered to me. She was tall, probably about as tall as me. Her eyes were a golden brown, she had freckles, and her hair was as blonde as can be. She was wearing one of those skirts that look like overgrown scarfs around her waist, And a two piece bathingsuit. Nolan was her twin brother, but he had short brown hait, and obviously he didn't have boobs. "Who's this?" Bev asked, in her low pitched, excited voice. I started to stand, extending out my hand. "Issac." She giggled, and introduced her brother. He seemed to be the "too good for you" douche bag type. "You need to work on your tan, hun." Bev said to me, grabbing at my arm. "But your muscles are perfection." I scratched the back of my neck, letting out a soft laugh. "Well thank you." I looked down at John, who was smiling, and winkking at me. I just felt extremely uncomfortable, to be honest. "You got a girlfriend?" I looked at Bev and smiled. "I don't." She giggled again, and nudged me. "You want to go for a swim?" I nodded, taking off my shirt and  walking down into the water, it couldn't hurt. "Don't splash me!" I didn't plan on it, why would I do that? It's rude. The water was so cold and refreshing. I could feel the hairs on my legs standing up, and the goosebumps covering my arms and back, a wave nearly knocked me down, covering my body in the cold, salty water. Bev walked up to me smiling and looked at the water dripping down my face. "You sure know how to make a good impression of yourself." She grabbed my arms again, looking at the huge scar on my forearm. "Rad, what happened there?" I hesitated, not knowing how to explain it. "Well, my friends dared me to jump off the school..." I felt like an idiot, who just jumps off of a school? "Thats awesome." I messed my hair up a bit, "Not really, the scar is from landing on my principals coffee mug." She laughed, and touched it. "Gotta be careful around coffee mugs." I smiled, showing my white, slightly over bitten teeth. "Yeah." Another wave came by, just pushing me forward a little. "I beat that waves a**" Bev laughed, asking me to save her. "What do you mean?" She winked, going farther into the water. "I don't think you should do that." She went under a bit giggling. "Help me Issac, I'm drowning." I laughed a bit as well, "Drowning people don't have time for full sentences." She went under again, grabbing my upper leg, which instantly made me flinch, making me go under. I kept my eyes closed, as much as possible, not being one for keeping his eyes closed for too long, and as I try to kick my feet off of the sand, there wasn't any and I instantly saw siren lights, and my mother's face as she took her last breath. And next thing I know, I see the sky, and Bev in the back, laughing at me. "I'm sorry, I can't help but laugh guys. The doofis can't swim!" I got up, pushing the girl that was over me lightly and out of the way, moving past everyone. "Bro, you okay?" I stuck my hand out, and he backed down, I walked into John's house, and into my room, tearing off my clothes, and getting into dry ones. 
                 I opened the book my Mom had given me again, looking at all the pictures that were inside, and the letters my birthparents had written me, just in case anything had happened to them. I flipped through, page by page, almost in tears. A picture of me and my birth mother, at a school play, I was a frog. My dad, fishing, and me reading a book, not interested in fishing at all. Why did she give me this book? Didn't she know it would hurt? I went to the final page and couldn't help but smile, reading the inscription. "We're not blood, this is your blood. Thank god for these people, without them I wouldn't have you. It's unfortunate how I got you, but everything happens for a reason. You were so happy then, and I've tried every day since to make you that happy. We may not be geneticly connected to you, but we are your family." And underneath is a picture of me, Nina, her husband, and our three dogs. I smiled.
                        I almost wished I could get back home, but I really want this. I want to be here. I put my shoes back on and walked back down to the beach, and up to John and Grace. A few more people were around by now. "Hey stunna, you back now?" I winked at John. "Only for you baby." He laughed at me. "Oh!, forgive me. This is Dana, Kobe, and Joel. Guys, this is Issac." They all shook my hand and looked over at Bev, who was standing at quite a distance. "Don't worry about her, she's a b*tch." Kobe said to me. I shrugged. "Oh hey, who was that girl standing above me." John sat up and looked at me, half smile, eyes squinted, and motioning his head back. "She's the smoothie girl."
 
 
[AUTHORS NOTE:]

I  have said before, that I also have this story on Wattpad, if you have that and want to follow me/ read it on there. My user: izoraascelin .
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THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH.

 

This quote does not exist.
Until I met you.

Chapter Three:


 
               "Strawberry smoothie for my friend here, he's had a rough day." John was at the counter trying to set me up. I wasn't fully against it. We were all sitting around at this point, around a pile of sticks in the middle of a circle of rocks in the sand, waiting for the fire to start. The moon looked so gorgeous glimmering it's reflection of the low tide of the ocean. "I'll bring it over when I'm done here okay?" My palms started to get warm, and sweaty. My leg starting shaking. "John I don't know about this." He sat next to me, putting his arm around me. "You'll be fine, you got game bro." I laughed. "Game? What is this? Middle school?" He nodded. "It might as well be, you're the new kid, and you're sitting at the cool table, it's a new start." I shook my head at his nonsense. It's not a cool kid table, it's a beach. I went with it though. I looked down at my hands, fiddling with my fingers. I hadn't felt this nervous since my first date ever. "Get ahold of yourself." I said to myself, not a second after this, a smoothie cup was in my face. "Talking to yourself eh? Are you some sort of crazy maniac on the loose?" I smiled, looking over at her smooth face, gorgeous green eyes, and light brown hair, with green tips. Wow.
 "Well, are you a maniac?" I shook my head. No, but you could make me go crazy any day I thought. "Issac." I extended my hand. "Melanie." We shook hands and I felt a jolt of excitement through my fingertips. "Melanie, would you like to take him on a walk?" I looked over at John, smug look on his face. "I'm not a dog." She stood up, pointing to the shore line. "I don't mind at all." I stood up, looking at her body. As we continued, I looked every inch of her over. She had one side of her lip pierced with a stud, a nose ring, and her ears had tunnels in them. She was wearing a Bring me the horizon t shirt, and blue skinny jeans. She was gorgeous. "So Issac. What brings you to California?" I waved back at John, who I could hear laughing at me. "John's getting married, and I decided I wanted to live out here." Things were quiet for a moment, before we stopped, and she pulled me dowen onto the sand. "Woah Uhm.." She giggled. "Look at the stars you pervert." I couldn't help but smile.
            
We instantly connected, and our pasts were pouring out of us like soup. "Wow, I can't believe you had to walk through the store with a thong on your head." She rolled around laughing. "It was such a rebel moment." I looked at her, sitting up. "So what about your mom and dad?" I didn't want to ask at first, because I know how I would feel about talking about it. "Well, Normal family I guess. Rich parents, not much time for me when I was growing up. They didn't approve of my friends, or my clothes, or my music. I started to get fat and they laughed in my face, telling me I had it coming." My hand made it to her shoulder. "Oh my god, Melanie. I'm sorry." I hesitated at her silence for a moment, "Well if it makes any difference, I think you're beautiful the way you are, and they are nuts to laugh at you." I could see a sparkle in her eye, as her face lit up, and she hugged me. "Thank you so much." She cried into my shoulder, pulling away, wiping her tear. "So what's your horrror story of a childhood?" I gulped at the way she said it. "Horror story". "Well.." I didn't want to feel like it was a competition of who's life was worse, so I skipped the 'horror' part. "Well I was adopted into a loving family, they were nice, they loved me like I was theirs, and I guess I couldn't have asked for a better child hood." But I did, every single day I wish my parents were still alive, no matter how much I loved Nina and her family..I wish I could had grown with mine. "
          Melanie smiled. "So you had the perfect childhood?" I nodded. "Mostly." The sky started to turn orange. "Wow it's beautiful, isn't it?" I looked up and shot up. "It's seriously been that long?" She nodded. "I guess time flies." I helped her up, and started to walk toward the now crimpson glow of the fire pit.  "You want me to take you home?" She nodded, grabbing her jacket from one of the logs, and putting it on, and we walked tp her front door, only a block away from where I was now living. 
                        "I'll see you around." I started down the drive way, and on the whole walk home all I could think of was Melanie, which was starting to weird me out a bit. I never really had a girlfriend, and I wasn't sure how these things went. I didn't know how to tell if a girl liked you, how long to wait to ask a girl out, or anythinng like that. I just hoped It would lead to that some day. She may have been weird and unacceptable to most people, but I thought she was gorgeous. The most beautiful person I had ever seen. I kicked a rock into the street knowing I would have to explain myself to John and Grace. I walked up to the door, opening it to see Grace and John looking at me, holding a plate of waffles. "Welcome home." I blushed, kicking off my shoes. "Hey guys, I just went for a walk." They saw right through my lie. "Dude, don't you think I know what happened?" John raised his eyebrows. "What happened exactly?" Grace asked. I scratched the back of my neck. "Well, we talked, and the sun started to come up, so I walked her home." John Kissed Grace and looked back at me. "None of that?" I shook my head. "I was a comlete gentleman." Grace patted me on the head. "Good boy." We all laughed.
                 I hadn't seen Melanie for a week after that night, but I'm getting ahead of myself. We were sitting on the porch. "Hey there downy boy." I rolled my eyes as I saw Bev walking up to me. "Hi." She put a fake frown on her face. "Not happy to see me?" I shrugged. "I'm tired." She sat on the chair next to mine and touched my leg. "So I heard you were with Jelly Mellie." I raised an eyebrow. "Who?" She giggled, "Melanie, the fat smoothie girl." I stood up, pushing the chair in at the table. "Don't call her that." She laughed. "Why not? It's true." I rolled my eyes again. "You ever think that being nice to people will make you a better person? Like all I ever hear you do is complain and gossip ana insult people." She studied her fingernails. "Nice doesn't pay the rent." I scoffed. "Neither does being a bit**." She smiled, "Well I have a place to live, don't I?" I smiled back deviously. "Daddy pays your bills Bev. It doesn't count." I walked away feeling much better. At this point I hadn't seen Melanie in three days. I had walked down to the Smoothie Shack a few times, noone had seen her. 
            
          "John... What is wrong with me?" He gently held his hand on my shoulder. "I don't know dude, I'd say love but you barely know the girl." I sighed, getting up and going into my now decorated room. I had bought myself a plain light gray bedspread. My pillows were those big soft fluffy ones, slept like a damn baby. My window had a gorgeous view of the beach, and also had a day bed infront of it. There was a desk, where I kept my writing, drawings, and books at. There was a walk in closet with a mirror on the side of it. There was also quite a bit of space to move around. I could hear John yelling to me, but I pretended to be asleep. "Dude you got a visitor." I shot up, instantly trying to act as if that did not just happen. "Oh, uhm. You wont believe the nightmare I just had." He looked at me unamusement on his face. "Pretend all you want. Just come downstairs." I nervously messed my hair, looking in the mirror.
 
I casually, extremely casually might I add, fall down the stairs. "Sh*t" I mutter under my breath as I feel blood running down my toes. "Smooth." I look up and blush, seeing Melanie looking down on me. "Oh, you're bleeding.. " I stood up, not letting my bloody foot touch Grace's floor. "It's fine." She hurried next to me, insisting I lean on her until we get to the first aide kit in the bathroom. "You need to sit on the toilet." I sat down, lifting my foot up and proping it up onto the sink. "I watched her as she rummaged through the first aide kit, getting frustrated at how small of the bandaids were. I very much wanted to ask her where she was, but if she had made sure that noone had known where she was, she wanted to keep it that way. "Ah! Perfect!" I smiled as she cleaned my foot with warm soapy water, putting on the bandaid and returning the smile I had given her. "Issac, I'm sorry I haven't been around the past few days." My eyes popped open in shock, could she read my mind? "I had a few....minorities." I stood up, looking down into her eyes and then her looking away blushing. "I was just worried about you, kinda thought my sexyness scared you off." Her face got redder. "You're so cocky." I winked at her. What was coming over me? This girl was bringint the confidence out in me more and more each day, and from that day on, we were together every moment. And I liked the way she made me feel. 
 
 
 
[AUTHORS NOTE:]

I  have said before, that I also have this story on Wattpad, if you have that and want to follow me/ read it on there. My user: izoraascelin .
Also, if you liked this, favorite, follow, and comment. I will update when I can! If you would like to get notified, comment, and I will notify you. I hope you like this story! I hope to have people read this, because I would love feedback, and readers! <3
THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH.

 

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