Chapter Twenty-Two

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Emily's Pov

Have you ever felt like nothing in the world could ever go wrong? Well, that's how I've been feeling these past four months.

I still remembered the day Luke and I went to the carnival, also known as the day he asked me to be his girlfriend when he dropped me off at my dorm.

These past few months have been nothing but fantastic. Luke and I haven't just been acting like a couple. We have also been acting like best friends.

I can actually still remember when an elderly lady told us what a great couple we made.

These past few months, I have become a new person. Somehow Luke actually got the fun part out of me.

I would've never thought that skateboarding would be fun, but now I love it.

I have become a pro in COD. I have even kicked Luke's ass more than once.

Luke and I have even vandalized the school walls. We thought that the principal would have a fit, but he didn't. Instead of us being the only ones to express our feelings, a lot of other people had done the same, and the principal praised everyone for bringing more color to the dull building.

After that little vandalism outside the school building, it also started in the girls' bathroom. Every girl would express their feelings or just right their name and their boyfriend's name in a heart.

Luke and I have also become regulars at the local arcade. We would always have a dance battle. We would through hoops together or even ride the mechanic bikes in there.

My life has never been this great. Somehow Luke changed it for the better.

Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like if I had never met Luke.

Would I have been dead by now? Would depression rule my life by now?

Luke has made the world so much brighter for me.

All the cuts on my wrists had actually disappeared. All that's left are the faint tint of white lines.

Everything was going great.

As I sat there on my bed staring up at the ceiling, my thoughts were interrupted by a phone call.

I stretched my arm out and grabbed my phone. Looking at the caller ID, it was an unknown number.

I furrowed my eyebrows as I pressed the answer button and pressed the phone to my ear.

"Hello?".

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