And I didn’t have a problem saying it to his face.
What he really meant was, he needed to be as far away from me as possible.Īsshole. He had literally gotten up and told the teacher he couldn’t be subjected to skank. One year just for shits and giggles, I sat in the seat beside him. I sat in the first row he sat in the last row. Even our seating arrangements in class were affected-it was that bad. Now, a span of the ocean stretched between us. I even had a hard time believing it.īefore all the eye glaring, name calling, and general loathing, we had been inseparable. There had been a time when we had been friends-best friends. We loved to hate each other, but it hadn’t always been that way. Seth and I had a complex relationship, a love-hate relationship. And no matter how many years had gone by, that intrigue only intensified. What was it about this guy that made me want to throw all caution to the wind and leap into his arms, right in the middle of English nonetheless? There was something behind those smoldering green eyes that intrigued me. There were hundreds of boys to choose from, and I had dated my fair share of them, so why Seth? Why now? It wasn’t all centered around Seth, but he was the root of it. Ever since the start of our senior year, I noticed a shift inside me. I do not like Seth, I reminded myself-again-as if that was going to help curb this insatiable need to be near him.
I thought I had gotten rid of my silly childhood crush years ago-apparently not. What had me so worried was this undeniable pull I’d been feeling toward him lately. He would glare-I would grimace and glare back. We kind of had been playing this cat and mouse game since kindergarten. I caught Seth Nightingale staring at me for like the umpteenth time, which wasn’t that unusual really. Who could doubt it when the winds sung, the sky sparkled with stars, when rainbows appeared after a rainfall, and dewdrops glistened in the morning? Everyone in some way has been touched by magick. I had a hard time understanding why people didn’t believe in magick. No part of this may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the author.ĭedicated to those who believe in fate and love. Any resemblances to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.Īll rights are reserved. Names, characters, places and incidents are a product of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then return to and purchase your own copy. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each person. This eBook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. This eBook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. Image Credits: Obsidian Dawn, Mirish, and I am Jenius
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