I had never really thought too much about boys. That is until I met him. He was like a breath of fresh air.
The way his gelled hair fell perfectly in front of his face had me mesmerized. Every time his dark green eyes met mine, it was as if time had stopped. There was nobody else like him.
I sat in the passenger seat of his hatchback, his leather jacket wrapped around me, thinking of all the things I admired about him. He had a hold on me, and I prayed to God that he never let go.
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A/N: hey guys! this is very different from my usual stories, but i hope you enjoy it still!!
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THE HATCHBACKS
Teen FictionLisa Lawson and Rachel Miller are 17 year old high school students who decide to go to a concert to see a band called The Hatchbacks. There, Lisa catches the eye of Jamey King, the lead singer of the band. When he tries to make a move on her after t...