High School Romance.

Ariel, an image of a red-headed mermaid poped into your head, didn't it? Well, that's kind of me. A fiery red head and look alike to Molly Quinn. I just started high school (oh joy.) and I'm so not used to it. What happened to small schools? Oh well, but, I can't really complain. And all of my classes are fairly easy, and every single one of them I share with the most random guy, football jersey number 13. That's what I call him, thirteen. And I think I like him... like, LIKE LIKE him... and I'm pretty sure he feels the same way about me...


64. Chapter Twelve, Part Four.

"I'm going to miss you," I said as I cried into Ryan's shirt.

He hugged me tighter. "Me too."

We pulled apart and shared one last kiss before Ryan boarded his plane to California. I stood at the window as I watched Ryan's plane started to climb the clouds to the blue sky waiting behind them.

It has been said if you love something, you should set it free.

But I love Ryan, so why am I letting him go?

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