Let me explain this to you.
Since the moment you're born a connection is created between you and someone else, and for those who were asking if it's like magic, yeah, you could say it is, but in my world, everything is about magic, energy, and constant changes.
People grow, and they fall in love, they fight, they simply live, but in between all that, they meet others, always hoping to meet the one, the one they're meant to be with. Sounds pretty fake to me, or seemed, whatever I refuse to think he is my anything, but anyway I'm getting ahead of myself.
Let's start at the beginning, can we?
My name is Aria, and I'm 16 years old. I was born in Sydney, but we moved to L.A. when I turned 5, and it is funny because I barely even see my parents since I was 7 years old. In case you were wondering why, well, saying I've always studied in a border school must give you a hint, Darlington School in Georgia, Rome to be specific. The thing is, my parents said that for my 16th birthday I could ask for anything, so I thought, maybe telling them it's time for me to get back was a good idea, well I regret it already. It's not that I don't miss them or anything, but if I had never asked for that, maybe I would've never met him, maybe he wouldn't get in my way every time I try to do something.
Anyway, I start here because I must explain, it was my last day at Darlington school and saying goodbye was the hardest part of it, or, so I thought.
–I promise to write now and then girls, I really do– I said for the fifth time that day.
–Just, let her go, Jenny, please?– begged Miles who had been trying to say goodbye all morning. Then he hugged me– I'll miss you A.– he said before kissing my nose.
–And I'll miss you M– I answered and then cracked– oh come on, hug me again you silly.– I said, and he just did.
–I love you.–
–And I love you.–
And that was the last thing we said to each other before I left.
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