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A/N Paul is in a black tee-shirt, black baggy jeans, and black sneakers.
PC's thoughts
GC's thoughts
Paul's thoughts
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Paul Samuels sits on the beach in the Resort Area, watching the sunset. ((A/N Has anyone else realizing that most of my stories start this way? Sometimes its Paul sometimes its Zoey))
He sat leaning on one hand behind him. One knee was bent and his arm rested on it.
"Wonder what she's doing now..." he thought.
Then, in his mind, a girl's voice said, 'Who knows?'
"What the- who are you?"
'A friend.'
"Uhm, okay?"
'I don't trust her.' Paul's conscience said. ((A/N girl conscience= GC boy conscience- BC. '-'= conscience words, "-"= Paul's thoughts. Confusing, I know))
'Too bad. I'm here.' GC said.
"Too many voices in my head." Paul said/thought.
'Deal with it!!" GC yelled, 'Now, who were you talking about earlier?'
"The girl I like."
'She is...?'
'A girl named Zoey Bruno.' BC answered.
'Really?!' GC said.
"Yes really."
'Do you love her or just have a crush on her??'
"Why all the questions? And why do you sound familiar?" Paul asked.
'Uh... I'm familiar because... I've always been here without you knowing.'
'No you haven't.' BC added.
'Shut up!!'
"Anyway, why all the questions?"
'Because you are supposed to think about your secrets!! Now answer. Do you love her or just have a crush on her??'
"I love her okay?!"
'Finally! Someone got you to admit it!!!' BC yelled.
'What would you do if she loved you back?' GC asked.
"I dunno. She doesn't."
'Boy is that a lie.'
"Wha-?!"
'She loves you back. Trust me. I know.'
"How?!"
Suddenly, someone put their hands on his shoulders and whispered,
"Because she just told you herself."
He turned his head and saw Zoey.
He scrambled to his feet. Before he said anything, he saw what she was wearing. He gaped at her for a moment. She wore a white spagetti strap knee dress, a white headband, and white ballet flats.
"Paul, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. But what do you mean?"
Then he heard in that same voice that was in his head,
'I'm Zoey you moron!!'
"But how are you in my head?!" Paul asked.
"You are not as smart as you used to be." Zoey said, folding her arms.
"Answer me."
"Okay. Well, I have a secret."
"That's new. Half of your life is a secret."
Zoey bit her lip and said, "That's how its supposed to be. I've got a lot of secrets. They include my family, magic, and much more."
"Magic?! What are you talking about?"
Zoey sighed. She moved her hand swiftly. As she did, a purple ghostly figure followed it. Her other hand followed her other one. There was a blue light. She moved them in a strange motion. A figure formed.
"What the-??"
The figure was Paul himself.
"How did you do that?!" Paul asked.
"Because magic exists." She snapped her fingers and the figure disappeared without a trace.
"But how were you in my mind?"
"See, not only can me, my mother and grandmother do magic. We're psychics."
Paul's mouth dropped.
'Oh my god. I'm in love with a freak.'
"Oh yeah. I can read minds. And I'm not a freak!" Zoey protested.
"So you heard what I said before that?"
"That you love me. Yeah. I've sort've known for a coupla years." She smiled shyly and blushed.
"Yeah, I, uh... I really do love you."
"Why didn't you just admit it?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why didn't you just tell me how you felt so I didn't have to figure it out for myself?"
"I guess. Well, if I tell you will you promise not to laugh?"
Zoey walked up to him until their faces were centimeters apart. Paul could've sworn he saw a sparkle in her eye.
"I promise."
"IguessIwasjustshy. Paul admitted.
"Really? You know, I haven't exactly been truthful about my feelings too."
"That's right. You only just admitted it. Not to my face. But in my mind. Which was kind of creepy, no offense."
"Some taken..." She muttered sweatdropping. She shook it off and continued, "Anyway, I-I... I love you, too."
'Kiss her!!' BC yelled.
"No!!" Paul thought.
"Oh just do it Paul." Zoey said.
He raised an eyebrow and picked her up bridal style. He walked a bit and sat on a big rock, Zoey still in his arms. She rested her head on his chest and looked up at him. He closed his eyes and gently pecked her lips. They opened their eyes and looked at each other. They kissed again and again, each a little longer than the last and each one more full of passion. Their last kiss was by far the best one. It was full of the most passion and love.
Without knowing it, a red airy gas formed around them. It caused a light wind. A black gas morphed with it. It changed forms until it made a heart.
That only happened when a person with magic powers found true love
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