Franky's POV
"Hey, Franky poo!" Veronica yells, making my face turn red. She comes and sits by me, smiling idiotically.
"Veronica, we're not dating." I snap, pushing her away as she scoots closer. "And don't call me Franky poo!" I yell that so loud that everyone in the lunch room stares. People "ooh" and watch as Veronica stomps away.
Molly's POV
The waves crash against the sandy beach, the sound of the ocean piercing in the night. I stare up into the Milky Way, a tear rolling down my cheek. As I trace the constellations with my eyes, a figure appears behind me.
I write and write and write more stories about him. More passionately, more, more... real. After meeting him my creative juices were electrified.
I'm actually excited for my doctor appointments now. If it means running into Franky, I'll take any chance I get.
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Crazy For You
العاطفيةDiagnosed with a severe form of liver cancer, Molly stays inside all day, home-schooled by her parents. The only way she can get joy from living is from writing and watching Franky Holmes walk to school every morning.
