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      She’s sitting on the school’s rooftop all alone. The sky matches her mood: both gloomy and depressed, but not yet crying. A gust of wind blows past as she lets out a sigh, and, if it were any other moment in time, she would be laughing at the coincidences.
       Suddenly, the metal door opens and a boy two years her junior steps out. Her eyes flicker past him so quickly that she might as well have not looked at him at all. The action discourages him a bit, but he feels obliged to talk to her.
So, slowly, very slowly, he walks over to her and sits down on the concrete ground next to her.
       Her head doesn’t turn to acknowledge him though he stares at her as if expecting her to react. After a few minutes, he hesitantly says, “Hey,” but he isn’t answered. He smiles awkwardly, though only the nervousness reaches his eyes as he tries again. “You look sad.”
       Her head turns slightly to the side, but her eyes remain focused on the building tops in the distance. Normally, she would respond to him sarcastically and bitterly, but her throat is too tired from screaming to say anything.
        His smile disappears as he takes his green eyes away from her when he understands that he won’t get any response. He turns them to look at the wide expanse she has been staring at as if expecting, like she undoubtedly has, something miraculous to happen.
©2008-2009 ~Avahin
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So begins the story of Aiden and Clarissa, two teenagers who meet during their Junior year. Their story is different from any other, due to the peculiarities of Aiden and his family. But they don't matter, because all that matters to Clarissa is Aiden, and Aiden proves himself, through everything, to show her that he is indeed a man in every sense of the word.

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:icondavesworth:
It's been really nice to imagine that script into my head... There are many adjectives and the story is relatively simple. Thank you for this share.
:iconavahin:
:) Thank you and I'm glad you could picture it well!

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Would you believe me if I told you I was once a hero? Would you listen to the story of my downfall if you did? And if you didn't, would you ridicule me like all the others 'til I was nothing more than a shadow in passing like all the others you've hurt?
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no...no it doesn't.

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Would you believe me if I told you I was once a hero? Would you listen to the story of my downfall if you did? And if you didn't, would you ridicule me like all the others 'til I was nothing more than a shadow in passing like all the others you've hurt?

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