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Max, Liz, Michael, and I are sitting around a booth at the Crashdown. As I look around my closest friends, I start thinking..
Now, these aren't my closest friends by choice. Before Max healed Liz, everything was different. I was the most popular girl in school and I had guys lined up to date me. But after that fateful day in this very place, my world has changed forever.
It seems that as soon as I had settled into the fact that humans now know the secret I have been guarding my whole life, things went from bad to worse.fast.
First came Agent Pierce; I thought we would never get away from him. Then came Courtney and that whole skins ordeal. Don't forget about the coming of Tess. And when I found out that me an Michel, whom I have grown up with like we were siblings, were supposed to be soulmates, I must have freaked out so much. Then, my only true love was ripped away from me.Alex. Before long, though, I met Jesse. It was love at first sight! But for a long time, he didn't know about Max, Michael, and me. Those were tough times.
In one day, the dream I had been living in for so long vanished in the sound of a gunshot. I will admit, through this long and crazy journey, there were good times as well as bad times. But the unfortunate thing is that the bad memories stick out worse, almost overshadowing all the good memories.
Imagine, if a few years ago, I was sitting right here with Liz Parker and Maria Deluca. People would think, "Isabel Evans is hanging out with them?"
"Isabel! Izzy!"
That's Max. He must have seen me spacing out.
"Yeah?" I reply casually, as if nothing was wrong.
"You looked like you were in a trance or something."
Michael was talking that time.
"Sorry, I didn't get much sleep last night," I lie.
As soon as I get the words out of my mouth, Maria steps up to the plate:
"Oh I remember this one time when.."
I stop listening. I know, call me self absorbed or mean or whatever. I'm going back to thinking about my life now. Like I said, call me self- centered or mean.
If somebody could just magically make my whole life go back to being normal, well at least as normal as it was before, I wouldn't go back. I wouldn't trade all those experiences for anything..
Hey, if you think about it that way, maybe I did choose my companions by choice.
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Max, Liz, Michael, and I are sitting around a booth at the Crashdown. As I look around my closest friends, I start thinking..
Now, these aren't my closest friends by choice. Before Max healed Liz, everything was different. I was the most popular girl in school and I had guys lined up to date me. But after that fateful day in this very place, my world has changed forever.
It seems that as soon as I had settled into the fact that humans now know the secret I have been guarding my whole life, things went from bad to worse.fast.
First came Agent Pierce; I thought we would never get away from him. Then came Courtney and that whole skins ordeal. Don't forget about the coming of Tess. And when I found out that me an Michel, whom I have grown up with like we were siblings, were supposed to be soulmates, I must have freaked out so much. Then, my only true love was ripped away from me.Alex. Before long, though, I met Jesse. It was love at first sight! But for a long time, he didn't know about Max, Michael, and me. Those were tough times.
In one day, the dream I had been living in for so long vanished in the sound of a gunshot. I will admit, through this long and crazy journey, there were good times as well as bad times. But the unfortunate thing is that the bad memories stick out worse, almost overshadowing all the good memories.
Imagine, if a few years ago, I was sitting right here with Liz Parker and Maria Deluca. People would think, "Isabel Evans is hanging out with them?"
"Isabel! Izzy!"
That's Max. He must have seen me spacing out.
"Yeah?" I reply casually, as if nothing was wrong.
"You looked like you were in a trance or something."
Michael was talking that time.
"Sorry, I didn't get much sleep last night," I lie.
As soon as I get the words out of my mouth, Maria steps up to the plate:
"Oh I remember this one time when.."
I stop listening. I know, call me self absorbed or mean or whatever. I'm going back to thinking about my life now. Like I said, call me self- centered or mean.
If somebody could just magically make my whole life go back to being normal, well at least as normal as it was before, I wouldn't go back. I wouldn't trade all those experiences for anything..
Hey, if you think about it that way, maybe I did choose my companions by choice.