Marissa and Alex
"It's almost time for the tide to change. It's a little ritual I have to watch the high tide change whenever something major is about to change in my life."
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Fanmix + Pispam. Artists- Shiny Toy Guns, Frou Frou, Jem, TV Caprio, Dashboard Confessional, Snow Patrol, Pink, & Garbage.
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You walk into the club, standing at the top of the spiral staircase, watching her give instructions to the few other employees that occupy the floor. You reach up and touch the heart necklace she gave you, unsure of what you’re about to do. Your heart hurts just thinking about it, but it’s the right thing to do, isn’t it? No one is going to accept you two and you can’t take the stress of being rejected by everyone you know and love. You slowly make your way down the stairs, steadying yourself on the handrail. You stop at the bar, waiting for her to turn around. |
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You walk in the front door and before you can close it, she’s standing in front of you. “Traffic on the way home from school,” she says. “Yeah, mom,” you say, rolling your eyes and walking past her into the kitchen. You weren’t in the mood for her games, you just wanted to show up long enough for her to get off your case and let you go see Alex again. “I know you weren’t at Summer’s last night,” she calls from the foyer as she comes to meet you in the kitchen. |
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You pull up to your house, an hour and a half after school let out, hoping your mother isn’t home to realize you didn’t come straight home after school. To be honest, you never actually went. You spent the day in your lover’s arms, not moving from the bed except for that hour long shower you took. You close your eyes, relaxing against the leather seats, and a smile creeps across you face as you think of the way she touched you. You blush, thinking of the way she made you come, screaming her name and dragging your nails down her back. It was the first time you didn’t have to fake your... |
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