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Prologue

KRYPTONITE

Inever imagined I would believe in love at first sight. The cynic in me would never even think to entertain such a ridiculous cliché. But from that very first day of middle school, when she walked into class with her hair in braids and wearing an NSYNC T-shirt—her brilliant blue eyes taking in her new surroundings with the excitement and curiosity of untainted youth, something inside me shifted.

Something inside me woke up.

My heart started to beat to a new rhythm, the mere sight of her capturing and captivating me, tilting my world on its axis and making me wish that I hadn’t been pigeonholed as a certain stereotype so that maybe then my world wouldn’t be so far away from hers.

Every day I had hoped that her beautiful blue eyes would find mine and that just once, she would look at me and want to know who I was.

But she never has.

You see, I am what is known as the school nerd, the weirdo, the freak, or even the loser depending on who you ask, but to be perfectly honest, I couldn’t give a shit what I am called or what any of the assholes in this school think of me.

I’m comfortable with my so-called status. I’m the ghost in the shadows who remains invisible to everyone around them. I’m that person that no one sees, yet I see everything.

Especially her.

Even in a crowd of people, I can spot her almost instantly. She radiates a color that makes everyone else fade into the background as if they are a dull gray.

For years I have stood on the sidelines, watching from a distance and longing to talk to her. To find out everything I can about her and have some significance in her life.

In some small way, I guess I have been part of her life; she has just never known it.

She doesn’t know that even though I hate football, I have gone to every game and sat in the bleachers just to watch her do her cheerleading routine.

Or that even though I can’t stand the chaos of large cities, I am applying to NYU only because I overheard her telling her friends that she was.

She doesn’t know that curiosity got the best of me one day, and I followed her home and will now find any excuse I can to drive past her house every weekend in the hopes of catching a glimpse of her.

She doesn’t know that my infatuation with her has turned into an obsession.

And that obsession has now turned into desperation.

A desperation to hold her and touch her every day. To talk to her and ask her what she is thinking.

I want to be the one to make her smile and comfort her when she’s sad. I want it so badly that it’s driving me to the point of madness.

And that madness is consuming all rational thought and awakening a beast inside me that is merciless in its pursuit of not only capturing her attention but also stealing her heart.

It’s not even a question anymore on how far I’m willing to fall from grace.

I’ve already fallen, and there is only one thing I’m sure of.

I would damn my soul to hell to have her.

I would throw all my morals out the window just to have her in my arms.

There isn’t a single sin I wouldn’t commit in making her mine.

ChapterOne

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Itrace the pink lipstick over my lips, smack them together and purse them into a kiss before placing my makeup back in its case.

The horror movie and junk food binge-fest that was initially planned for this evening to console our friend Chelsea, who recently got dumped by her boyfriend Connor, was quashed about an hour ago when my best friend Lyndsey sent out a group text informing us that there isno way in hell we are missing that party.

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