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Alexander Gray and Aeliyah Blue have been enemies since third grade, when Alexander, Alex, put red fingerpaint in Aeliyah's hair. Now, he's pulled his latest prank, one that makes Aeliyah hate him so much more than she did before. Now she decides to start pranking back, and Alex develops feelings for her. He tries to befriend her but she will have none of the sort, as he has nonstop tortured her for the past 8 years. Can Alex convince her that he's done pranking? Or will Aeliyah never forgive him and continue on with her hatred? View table of contents...


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Submitted:Aug 8, 2013    Reads: 85    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

Derek and Carrie and I definitely hit it off really well. Within a few weeks we're all really close and Derek hangs out in our dorm all the time. I found out that he's been deaf since birth, a defect, and he's virtually had no problems with it. I also found out that Derek has a fiancé, Natalie, who lives in Florida, and they have a long distance relationship. So I can vent about my relationship problems to him because he'll understand. You see, Alex hasn't been calling me back lately. At most, he calls me maybe once a week, and it's to apologize, saying he was ' too busy'. Which I understand. College is really stressful and tiring and all that, but I still manage to call him every night even though I'm exhausted. Even if it's just to say hi and I love you, I still call him. And I wish he would do the same. He's been making up excuses about being busy for two months. Maybe he's already forgotten about me. " What if he met another girl?" I ask Derek suddenly as we sit on his bed. I tap his arm and he looks up, so I repeat my question. He frowns and shakes his head. " From the videos and pictures of you guys I've seen and the stories I've heard, well... You know. Haha, no pun intended. Either way, anybody with eyes can tell that he loves you more than life itself. He didn't meet another girl. Trust me." he tells me, patting my knee. I nod and sigh. " Thanks, Derek," I say and he flashes me a smile. " No problem." he replies. He leaves to go video chat with Natalie and I sit on my bed, leaning against the headboard. If he hasn't met another girl, why hasn't he answered my calls? Carrie comes in, back from class, and throws her bag and books on her bed, flopping down beside me. " God, I'm so tired. Who knew college would be so hard. I knew it. I should just be a hot dog vendor." she says and I laugh. " Wanna help me with homework? I'll help you with yours," she offers and I nod. " Sure." We each get our books and crack down to business, not stopping until every last equation is done. Finally, we collapse on our beds, finished, and fall asleep as soon as our head's hit the pillows. For the next 12 months, we do the same thing everyday. Wake up, get ready, get hot chocolate/coffee, go to class, do shit loads of homework, try to get Alex to answer his phone, and crash, exhausted. One day, though, Carrie comes into the door with a giant smile. " Whats up with you?" I ask. " We have the weekend off. Classes start early on Monday so we can head out of town to go shopping. It'll be good to get out of here. I don't think there'll be enough time to go back home though." she adds gently and I nod. " Okay. We should go shopping." I agree. A few hours later we pack some stuff, planning on staying in a motel until we have to head back, and head out. By the time we get to the motel, it's really late and we go straight to sleep. The next morning, we wake up really early as Carrie has planned for us to go to this really awesome store that's a few hours away but it would be so worth it. I agree, and since she offers to drive the whole way, I snuggle into the passenger seat and sleep the whole way. When I wake up, Carrie is standing by the passenger side, blocking my view from seeing where we are. " Hey, can you put this over your eyes?" she asks, holding a bandana out to me. " What?" I ask. " Here, put this over your eyes. Just trust me. Nothing bad's going to happen. It's a surprise." she says. I look into her face and her eyes are pleading. I finally agree, wrapping the bandana tightly around my head and covering my eyes. " This better be good, Carrie," I say as she helps me out of the car. A soft breeze blows my hair around my face and she leads me forward. " Trust me, it is."


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