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1. HowtoSaveaLife17
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   January 11, 2012 2:08am UTC
   Ugly
   sequel to Gorgeous
   ONE
   Will's POV
   I hopped out of the car and surveyed my surroundings. Well, it was just as I'd imagined it: nothing special, just and old shack on the side of a country road. I frowned. I was spending my summer here without my Dad or Sam.
   This was going to be torcher.
   I walked up the front steps and knocked on the broken screen door, ready to see an old woman in an apron with graying hair and a warm smiled, but instead, a girl around my age in a t-shirt and a pair of shorts that could've been mistaken for underwear came to the door.
   She was the anti-Sam.
   She was smoking, which Sam and I vowed never to do. She had her hair in two uneven ponytails that frayed out and turned darker as they reached the tips.
   Her eyes were cold and uninviting, her lips were bright red, her clothes were skin-tight, and she had dark make-up running down her cheeks from the sweat on her forehead.
   "You must be Will," she said, glaring at me. I nodded. She didn't open the door for me. Instead, she disappeard into the tiny house. I stood there for a second, unsure of what I should do next. I decided to go in, so I gently opened the screen door and stepped inside, instantly hit with the smell of cigarette smoke, which I was used to, and sweat, which I wasn't used to.
   I set down my suitcase.
   "I'd give you the grand tour, but, there isn't much to tour." She said, walking out the back door. I followed her.
   Out in the backyard, a perfect little swingset and miniature set of patio furniture sat on an old wooden deck, propped up against a picket fence that was probably once a crisp white, but was currently a gross brown....
   "What's this?" I asked, pointing to it.
   "It's Fiona's play area." The girl said simply.
   "Fiona?" I asked.
   "They didn't tell you anything, did they?" She asked, turning to look at me.
   "No, they didn't," I admitted, smiling weakly.
   "Well, Fiona's Gretchen's daughter, my sister." The girl said.
   "Oh, so you're Natalie." I concluded, re-examining her face. She didn't look like a Natalie. She was bone-skinny and free spirited. She was a Lucy.
   
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2. HowtoSaveaLife17
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   December 18, 2011 2:02pm UTC
   Runaway Bride
   3
   Alyssa's POV
   Eli and I 'borrowed' a boat over at the docks. It was crazy to think that I'd be free of Terrance that quickly.
   Eli frowned in the direction of his truck.
   "You'll see it again, one day." I said. I smiled at him.
   He didn't smile back.
   "If all goes well, I won't." Eli said. He tilted his head to the side, untying the boat from the dock.
   This was a bad idea and we both knew it, but, for some reason I wanted to almost die, and I wasn't quite done being in love with Eli.
   "You'll see your truck again. We'll be back." I decide.
   "Don't you get it, Alyssa? We can't come back. We get on this boat, there's no turning back. I'll die, or worse, and you'll marry Terrance and stay the beautiful princess. That's the end of us." Eli says. He looks at me, pain in his eyes.
   "We'll be fine, Eli. And we will be back, I promise." I tell him.
   He shakes his head.
   I wanted to cry. This was not how fairytales were supposed to go.
   But, that was the problem with finding your happily ever after.
   There are skeptics named Eli.
   Eli's POV
   I wanted to tell Alyssa to go home, put her back on the shore and tell her to give the prince a big hug for me.
   Best case scenario, we never see anyone we love again and we live in America.
   "Eli, do you not want to run away with me?" Alyssa asked.
   This was an unfair question.
   "Of course I want to be with you." I say.
   "That wasn't the question." Alyssa said. She turned and ran.
   That was the problem with falling in love with the prince's girlfriend.
   She always seems to like him a bit better than you, no matter how often she tells you she doesn't.
   
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3. HowtoSaveaLife17
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   December 18, 2011 10:29am UTC
   Runaway Bride
   2
   Alyssa's POV
   Eli, after parking the truck in the woods, took out his knife and sliced my wedding dress. I didn't want to save it anyway, so I tossed the bottom of the dress out of the window and opened the door. Eli reached into the backseat of his truck and came up with some hiking boots and a sweatshirt. Both smelled just like him, which made me smile.
   I put on his sweatshirt and took off my heels. No way I could run away in heels. I slid the hiking boots on and got out of the truck.
   My wedding dress came down to just above my knees now.
   I took my hair out of its ugly traditional up-do and shook it.
   My blonde hair fell around my face in waved and I reached for Eli's hand. If I was going to run away, It might as well have been with the guy I fell in love with.
   Eli and I ran up the hill and looked out over the rest of the town. The city was in chaos. We couldn't go back there.
   They'd take me back to Terrance the second they saw me.
   That's the downside to finding your happily ever after.
   The townspeople always side with the prince.
   Eli's POV
   Alyssa groaned at the sight of the town.
   I ran my fingers through my hair and thought for a moment.
   "We could go to Lucida." I suggested.
   "We had a party there once, don't you remember? They'll think you're kidnapping me." Alyssa said. I frowned. She was right. I'd waited on her and Terrance in that very garden.
   "Then let's go to America." I said.
   "America?" Alyssa asked. She seemed skeptical.
   "Do you know how far away America is? No one will know you." I said.
   "Do you know how far America is? We'll need a boat."
   That was the problem with falling in love with the prince's girlfriend.
   You always seem to need a boat.
   
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4. HowtoSaveaLife17
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   December 17, 2011 11:33pm UTC
   Runaway Bride
   1
   Alyssa's POV
   I walked over to the edge of the grass and threw the flowers at the river. I held the hem of my dress in my hands and smiled. I was free.
   I turned around to face Eli before walking away. I heard him follow me, but I didn't bother to look at him.
   I was free, but somehow, I felt empty.
   "Alyssa, this isn't a good idea." He said. I smiled. This was all wrong. I made a mistake! Me, Ms. Perfection!
   "I know! Isn't it great? Go start your car." I told him. He shook his head, telling me he wouldn't.
   "Eli..." I warned. He stood, unfazed, his eyes staring into me, reading me like a book.
   I flinched as he raised his hand to my face and wiped the tear I didn't know was there away with his thumb.
   I loved him, but before I got the chance to say that, I heard the gunshots.
   That's the downside to finding your happily ever after.
   They always seem to have guns.
   Eli's POV
   I smiled and grabbed Alyssa's hand and we ran for my pickup truck.
   I wiped the grease from my forehead and puched the engine.
   "C'mon..." I told the engine. It finally turned over and started, roaring to life like the growl of an animal. Alyssa jumped at the sound, gathering her wedding gown in her lap.
   "You're leaving Terrance for me?" I asked.
   "Yes." Alyssa said. She smiled as I slammed on the gas.
   "You sure about this?" I asked.
   "Positive." Alyssa assured me.
   What kind of girl chooses a greasy farm boy over a prince? She had to be crazy.
   But, then again, crazy is just my type.
   Alyssa screamed and put her hands over her ears as the gunshots blasted behind us, one after another.
   That was the problem with falling in love with the prince's girlfriend.
   His guards always had guns.
   
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6. HowtoSaveaLife17
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   December 2, 2011 2:17am UTC
   in a lifetime
   3
   Ben's POV
   I wasn't planning on sitting around aunt Adeline's house all summer, so I stole Dad's car keys and drove into town.
   I felt like I'd just driven into the 60's.
   Kids my age were hanging out in a 50's/60's style diner and drinking Coke out of glass bottles. Most of the girls were wearing dresses, and all the guys wore white or black t-shirts and plain jeans, cuffed right above their shoes.
   I saw the girl that brought me a cookie, wearing a sundress and cowboy boots and talking to a guy.
   I locked the truck and walked over to her.
   "Oh, hi." She said. She smiled and started messing with her hair. It was curly now, and sprang in tight spirals.
   "Who's this, Alice?" The guy asked. He looked me up and down and raised an eyebrow at my shoes.
   High-top Nike's. What was wrong with Nike's?
   I looked at his black Converse and smiled. This town was living in the past.
   He nodded at my baseball cap, as if to say that I was okay because I liked the Braves.
   "Danny, this is Ben. Ben, this is Danny." Alice said.
   "What's with the shoes, dork?" Danny asked. I gave him a look, asking if her were serious. He kept looking at me, waiting for my answer.
   "They're normal shoes, dude." I said. Danny scoffed.
   "Where you from? Atlanta?" Danny asked.
   "No, Charleston." I said. I turned my cap around so it was backwards and brushed past Danny and Alice.
   As if it weren't already too 60's style, Elvis Presley music was playing in the diner.
   "You want a Coke, son?" The man behind the bar asked. I shrugged. He took that as a yes. I payed him and stared helplessly at the top. I fogot these didn't screw off like plastic bottles did.
   "Here." Alice said. She took the bottle from my hands and used the edge of the bar to pop off the top. She handed me the bottle and sat down next to me.
   "Thanks." I said.
   "Don't mind Danny. Everyone around here rarely updates things. Nobody's updated anything around in like 50 years. When you go into town, you dress classically. First rule of Crestbrooke." Alice said.
   "Nice to know." I said.
   "I can fix you." She said. She got down from her stool and cuffed my pants. Then, she wipped a comb out of her purse and pulled off my cap.
   She combed my hair back and took out a tiny spray bottle
   "What's that?" I asked.
   "Shut up. It's to keep your hair down." She said. She sprayed my hair twice and put the bottle back into her purse.
   
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7. HowtoSaveaLife17
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   December 1, 2011 3:26pm UTC
   in a lifetime
   2
   Alice's POV
   Loreli was braiding my hair when the truck pulled into Ms. Adeline's driveway.
   "Who's that?" Loreli asked.
   "Ms. Adeline's family, I think." I say. A bunch of people got out of the truck, including a guy, about my age with an old baseball hat and a pair of jeans that looked brand-new.
   "He's cute." Loreli said. She got up from the porch swing we were sitting on and walked to the end of the porch for a closer look.
   I stood up and knocked on the front door. Mom opened it.
   "Ms. Adeline has visitors, Mom." I said. Mom smiled.
   "We'll go over right after dinner. In the meantime, Mr. Reynolds wants another cup of coffee and I'm trying to give Timmy a bath. Loreli, you'd better scurry home." Mom said.
   Loreli nodded and ran down the porch steps to her bike. She mounted it and took off.
   I ran into the kitchen and poured Mr. Reynolds a cup of coffee. Two sugars, no cream.
   I put it on a tray, along with a cigar and this morning's paper.
   "Here you go, sir." I say.
   "Took you long enough, Alice."
   I watched him light his cigar and and open the newspaper.
   I hated working for him.
   "You're dismissed." He says. I nod and pick up my tray. I felt like a waitress.
   After we served the Reynolds family their dinner, we headed over to Ms. Adeline's house with a plate of cookies.
   The boy was sitting on the grass, watching the cars drive past. He seemed kind of sad, almost sad that he was here.
   Mom and I walked up to the front door and chatted with Adeline and her guests.
   I glanced over my shoulder to look at the boy.
   Mom took a cookie off the try and wrapped it in a napkin.
   "Why don't you take him this?" She asked. I couldn't help but smile at her.
   "Sure." I muttered. I took off running down the lawn and then slowed down right before I got to the boy.
   "Hi." I said. I sat down next to him.
   "Hey." He said. He turned his cap backwards on his head and took a deep breath.
   "I'm Alice." I said.
   "I'm Ben. You live next door in that big house?" He asked, pointing to the Reynolds' house.
   "Uh, no. Just visiting." I say. He nods his approval.
   I wasn't planning on telling him I actually lived across town in a tiny apartment with my mother and that I was a maid.
   "I'm visiting my aunt, Adeline." Ben said. I nodded.
   "But, you already knew that, didn't you?" Ben asked.
   "Yeah." I said. Ben smiled. I handed him a cookie.
   "You made these?" He asked. I nodded. He took a bite.
   "Pretty good." He said after a moment.
   That was good enough for me.
   
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8. HowtoSaveaLife17
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   December 1, 2011 2:44am UTC
   in a lifetime
   1
   Ben's POV
   I sat down hard on the picnic blanket. Mom and Sarah were hugging everyone in sight, but Dad and I, we were just sitting.
   Dad and I didn't have to say much to each other, but we came to an understanding: we had to start driving now or we'd miss the beginning of tonight's baseball game.
   I stood up and dusted off my jeans. This was going to be a crazy summer.
   Sarah kept hugging the same four people, her best friends. I wanted to pry them apart, but to cut through that bond... it would take the jaws of life.
   I re-positioned my baseball cap over my messy of sandy blonde hair and climbed into Dad's pickup truck. Our suitcases were almost too big to fit, even with his tools cleared out.
   "Ben, get out of that car right now." Mom said. She was glaring my direction. I climbed out of the truck and started messing with the hole at the hem of my shirt.
   I felt awkward just standing around, waiting, so I sat back down next to Dad and watched Sarah hug the same four people again.
   Aunt Adeline and her husband would be waiting for us down south and we'd miss dinner if we didn't leave.
   "They do know the Braves are playing tonight, right? You told them?" I ask Dad, adjusting my Braves cap. It matched his.
   He nodded.
   "They're just being selfish." he muttered. I nodded my agreement.
   I glanced over my shoulder at the girls from my grade. They were all still in their church dresses, trying their hardest not to get them dirty.
   I didn't understand why they were giggling so much until I saw they were looking at me. They always found it lame that I liked to watch baseball and hang out with my dad, but if they knew him, they'd feel the same way.
   Finally, Dad couldn't take it anymore.
   "Sarah, Liza, get in the truck, please." He said. I swung by body into the back seat after my sisters while Dad tried to convince Mom to come.
   "Scoot over, Ben." Liza complained, trying to shove me.
   "I'm on the end. I can't move any futher away from you, no matter how much I want to." I said. Liza pouted and crossed her arms.
   "Daddy, why can't I sit up front with you?" Liza asked.
   This was a stupid question considering the fact that the front seat was obviously just as full as the back.
   I groaned. This would be a long drive.
   
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9. HowtoSaveaLife17
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   December 1, 2011 1:40am UTC
   Gorgeous
   CHAPTER 31
   Will's POV
   Lucy texted me, saying goodbye. I ran to her house, ready to talk her out of whatever stupid thing she wanted to do.
   She wasn't in her room, but a single piece of paper was on an otherwise empty desk at the far side of the room, near the window.
   I didn't want to touch it. I couldn't.
   I sat down, right there on Lucy's floor. I didn't move.
   "I'm so sorry, Lucy. I just want you to know something. You're amazing. You're gorgeous." I whispered. Somehow, I knew she'd like that. I knew she'd like hearing me say that.
   I vaguely remember there being people around me, moving things, crying trying to get me to eat. I refused to speak to anyone except Sam, who came in and apologized over and over for something she didn't even do, kissing me, telling me that she needed me just as much as I needed her, and finally sitting with me in silence, feeding me food.
   Dad came and sat with me for a while. I wore my baseball cap and he wore his and we sat together whenever Sam had to be away.
   I did all my homework right there on the floor, and not once did I say a word.
   I remember when they dragged me away from my spot.
   I had to go talk to a therapist, go on pills, eat certain foods, anything people thought would help.
   I knew in a week or two, I could possibly go back to my normal life, but for right now, I needed some time to think about Lucy.
   Lucy, I love you.
   THE END
   
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10. HowtoSaveaLife17
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    December 1, 2011 1:28am UTC
    Gorgeous
    CHAPTER 30
    Lucy's POV
    I placed my suicide note on my desk and picked up my bag.
    Will was the only thing I had left to live for.
    Sam and Will hated me, along with the rest of the world.
    I had to leave. I had to die.
    I pulled up to the toll bridge and locked the keys inside the car. Mom and Dad had my spare keys, it would be fine.
    I hung my purse on the rearview mirror and took off my flats.
    I pulled off my sweater and put my hair into a ponytail.
    I texted Will my goodbye and put my phone on the ground.
    I stood on the railing of the toll bridge, ready to jump. It was now or never.
    I chose now.
    I jumped.
    
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11. HowtoSaveaLife17
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    December 1, 2011 12:29am UTC
    Gorgeous
    CHAPTER 29
    Will's POV
    Sam walked with me to the river and we sat down on the grass.
    My head was in her lap and I held her hand, playing with her fingers while we listened to the water.
    We didn't speak, not at all. We were having a silent conversation with our eyes.
    I smiled at her, and she smiled back, but I saw the sadness in her eyes.
    "What's wrong?" I whispered.
    "Nothing." Sam lied. She looked up at the water and then back down at me.
    "Don't lie to me." I said. I sat up and turned her head gently with my fingers so that she would face me.
    "Please trust me." Sam said. I nodded.
    Our lips connected a moment later and Sam didn't smile the way she always did. Something was wrong.
    "Please tell me." I said. Our foreheads were still pressed together, but our lips had momentarily parted.
    "Lucy spent the night at your house, didn't she?" Sam asked.
    "Yeah, but nothing happened." I said. Sam looked away.
    "Hey, " I said, turning her face with my fingers again. "I would never cheat on you. You know that." I say. Sam closes her eyes and moves my hand from her face.
    "No, I don't know that. She's with you all the time, Will." Sam says. Its just barely loud enough for me to hear, and her voice breaks on my name. I turn her head and wipe the tears from her cheeks with my thumb.
    "Shh, Sammy." I whispered.
    "Don't 'shh, Sammy' me, Will!" Sam snapped, swatting my hand away.
    I sat there, looking at her.
    "You don't really think I'd cheat on you, do you?" I ask after a moment. Sam covers her face with her hands.
    "I saw you Will! I saw you in her car, I saw you kiss her." Sam yells.
    She was there? How could she have seen us?
    "I didn't kiss her, Sam. She kissed me." I said. It was a lame excuse, and it sounded so lame I wanted to slap myself.
    "Will, how can you sit here and promise that you'd never cheat on me, when you have!?" Sam asked. Why didn't I call her, tell her what happened?
    I shut my eyes tight.
    "I'm sorry, Will. This is over." Sam says. She stands up and starts running away.
    I know there's no point in chasing her, but I chase her anyway.
    "Sam, come back! Please!" Sam didn't slow down.
    She didn't turn around.
    Sam was gone.
    
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12. HowtoSaveaLife17
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    December 1, 2011 12:16am UTC
    Gorgeous
    CHAPTER 28
    Lucy's POV
    I woke up in Will's house.
    This was surreal.
    Had I really driven over here last night?
    Had Will actually held my hand in my car?
    I sat in my car, alone again.
    I had to calm down before I could drive.
    My mind was racing. My hands were shaking.
    I placed them on the steering wheel and squeezed, my knucles turning white in the process.
    I had to get home.
    I couldn't really move, so I just sat there some more, like a stalker idiot.
    "Lucy, what's wrong?" Will asked.
    Will was standing out on the soggy grass in his pajamas, speaking through my rolled-down window.
    "Uh, nothing. Just tired." I lied. I unlocked the doors and Will climbed in.
    "Oh." He said simply. I nodded.
    This wasn't happening. This was all a dream.
    "You want me to drive you?" Will asked. He looked well-rested and almost happy.
    "No, I'll be fine." I said. I hadn't moved since he got into the car.
    He placed his hand on my back and sent shivers down my spine, rolling like a shockwave, an electrical circuit, a wave of water in the ocean.
    I practiacally jumped out of my skin.
    "Woah, sorry." Will said. He had a small smile on his face.
    "It's okay." I said. I turned to him now, ready to tell him I had to go. Instead, I grabbed his face in my hands and kissed him.
    I wasn't sure why or how, but Will froze.
    He couldn't push me; I was a girl and he obviously didn't want to touch my boobs. He had a girlfriend.
    Sam. I let go a moved away.
    Will's face was emotionless and blank.
    "What...?" He said. He gave me look, like a was an evil dictator, or maybe a sports reporter that slept with his wife.
    "Will..."
    Will shut the car door and ran.
    I drove home, curled into a ball, and pretended to be sick. No way I was going to school. I had all my classes with either Will, Sam, Luke, or Penelope.
    School was not an option.
    
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13. HowtoSaveaLife17
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    November 30, 2011 10:49pm UTC
    Gorgeous
    CHAPTER 27
    Will's POV
    Lucy followed me into my house and I led her up the stairs.
    "Bathroom's there, kitchen's downstairs if you're hungry, you can watch TV on mute, f you want, and I'll be right in here." I say. I point at my bedroom door, the one I'd had up until I turned nine.
    Well, now, I was back in my room. My unpacked boxes were lining the once-empty room and Dad and I had just finished putting my bed back together. I chose the sheets Mom made with Darla and put them
    on the bed.
    Lucy nodded, understanding, and then closed the door to the guest room.
    Sure, Lucy said she loved me and now she was waiting out side my house at 2 in the mornigs, but Lucy was a good friend, and I wanted to be a good friend back.
    I looked at her door one more time and then went into my room, ready to sleep.
    At around 4 in the morning, I woke up to the sound of a blender down in the kitchen. I figured Lucy woke up and went to make herself something, but then, between the bleding noises, I heard Lucy snoring next door.
    I opened the door and went down the stairs, my baseball bat in hand.
    "Oh." I said. Dad looked up at me.
    "I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to hit me with that, Will." Dad said. He poured his slimy green liquid into a cup and took a sip.
    "Sorry." I say. I drop the bat and sit down at the table. Dad joins me.
    "Will, I'm very sorry. I had no idea how much damage I was causing you, and I hope that you won't hate me forever." He says.
    "I don't hate you, Dad. Sure, I'm mad that you burn me and hit me, but I don't hate you. I know you've been in a dark place these past eight years..."
    "It took me too long to realize that you were what I needed. Not letting my frustration out on you like I have been, but you're a really cool kid, and I'd love to get to know Will. I only seem to know little Willy that loved to watch Dodgers games and have picnics at the river." Dad said.
    He seemed so mad and sad, but all his emotions were pointed at himself.
    "If I had to list my biggest regrets, Will... Abusing you is at the very top." Dad said. He tried to smile, but it didn't work.
    "I think, if we gave it some time, we could be friends." I tell him
    "I'm sorry it took a trip to the hospital to figure this all out, buddy."
    "I am too, Dad."
    
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14. HowtoSaveaLife17
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    November 30, 2011 10:13pm UTC
    Gorgeous
    CHAPTER 26
    Lucy's POV
    I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep, but it was impossible.
    My eyelids weren't even heavy, but I tried all the tricks.
    I counted sheep for so long I got to 2,543.
    I sang myself love songs, but that didn't work.
    I thought about my day and planned what I'd do tomorrow.
    I imagined things that made me happy, but that only led to Will.
    Then, my heart felt so broken that I thought I might pass out.
    I sat up, grabbed my car keys, and hopped out of bed.
    I tried not to disturb Gwen by climbing out the window and down to the ground, but the roof was slick with rain and I almost fell into Mom's rosebush-- twice.
    I pulled up in front of Will's father's house. I took a deep breath, hoping I'd have the strength to go in.
    I stared at the front door for almost half an hour before it opened and Will stepped out.
    I froze. I would've driven away, but I was tired and dying to see him.
    Will tapped on my window, so I unlocked the door and let him in.
    "Hi Lucy." Will said. He shut his door and looked at me.
    "Hi." I said weakly.
    "Why are you here? Is something wrong?" Will asked. I couldn't believe that he was still being so nice to me. I'd tried to make him love me, and now I was kind of stalking him.
    "You relax me. I couldn't sleep, so I came over, but I got scared and, um..." I let my voice trail off. Will reached for my hand and held it for a second.
    "I'm sorry." Will whispers.
    "For what?" I ask. Will smiles.
    "That you couldn't sleep." Will says. I nods. Will closes his eyes and tilts back his head.
    "Do you hear that?" He asks, a smie on his face.
    "Hear what?" I ask.
    "The river. That's what calms me down. My mom and dad used to take me down to the river and..." Will seemed like he was in the past, like he was re-living it.
    "They'd always hug and hold hands down there. We'd have picnics and I'd fall asleep with my mom stroking my hair. It's so peaceful." He says.
    I nod. Will smiles at his memory, his head still tilted back.
    "I can't hear the river from my house." I say.
    "Come inside." Will says. He opens his door and starts walking in.
    "Uh..." I followed him.
    
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    Gorgeous
    CHAPTER 25
    Will's POV
    Sam and I drive to her house right after school.
    We do our homework like good little children.
    We eat a nice, healthy snack like nice little kids.
    She watches me play some video games I've stashed at her house, and then I try an teach her.
    She fails.
    Then, who else would walk into the house but her parents?
    "Mom, Dad, what are you doing home so early?" Sam asked.
    "Well, we thought two nights in a row was unfair to you, so we came home for dinner."
    "Oh." Sam said. She switched off the TV.
    I sat there awkwardly, waiting for my cue to introduce myself, or leave, or possibly even melt into a puddle and die on the living room floor.
    "And, who is this young man?" Sam's mom asked. I stood up and walked over to her.
    "I'm Will." I said. I held out my hand and she shook it.
    "Nice to meet you." I continued as I shook her father's hand.
    "William. Why don't you stay for dinner?" Sam's father asked. I nodded slowly. Sam looked kind of relieved. Maybe they already liked me.
    "Sure." I agree. This should be interesting.
    "So, Will, who are your parents?" Sam's mom asked. This was my least favorite question. Adults never seemed to like my dad. Probably because he was born into his wealth and doesn't have to do much to get paid.
    "My father's Tim Rowland. My mom's Maria Quinn." I say.
    "Tim Rowland, huh?"
    "Yes, sir." I said. I almost laughed at that... To Dad's name, I replied, 'yes sir'.
    "What's your full name?" Sam's father asked. I knew his angle. He wanted to see which of my parents' last name I'd gotten.
    "William Michael Quinn." I said. He nodded his approval.
    Mom never took Rick's last name, and Darla's last name was Quinn too.
    "And you're in Samantha's grade, right?"
    "Yes."
    The small talk was killing me. It was so hard to hold a coversation when you planned to be in bed with your girlfriend at that exact moment.
    I smiled and nodded, answered their questions, and ate.
    It was pretty much the calmest I'd ever been on a Monday night.
    
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    CHAPTER 24
    Lucy's POV
    Nobody can control me the way Will can. All he has to do is flashme that smile or mess up my hair.
    "Lucy, let's go! Class time." Will says cheerfully pushing me along the halls gently from behind.
    "I don't wanna." I complain.
    "You gots to get an edumacation." Will says. I can't help but laugh at that.
    Will navigates us around couples making out and girls whispering in huge clusters.
    I roll my eyes at anything and everything around me, tired of this routine.
    "Here we are." He says, shoving me into our classroom
    Mr. Nelson closed the door behind us and started on his usual rant about the Arab Spring, 9/11, and stuff like that. I pretend to pay attention, but really, all I'm thinking about is Will.
    He and I would make a perfect couple. I mean, Will LOVES to eat. He'd eat with me, help me fill out my body.
    Will always knows what to say. He'd always tell me how beautiful he thinks I am or how he loves me no matter what.
    In some ways, I have Luke to thank for meeting Will for the first time. I glance at Will. He's laughing with James Harvey. I can't help but sigh.
    Him laughing is such a beautiful sight.
    **Flashback, no one's POV**
    Lucy sat down on Luke's bed and kicked off her shoes.
    "What were you up to before I got here?" Lucy asked, pointing at Luke's desk. Chunks of metal and wires were littering the desk and the floor around it.
    "Just took apart my mom's old toaster." Luke said.
    "Why?" Lucy asked.
    "For fun." Luke said. Lucy never understood why Luke liked to tinker.
    "Huh." Lucy said. She shook it off and smiled at her boyfriend.
    She reached up and grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling his body onto hers.
    Lucy and Luke's lips connected and Lucy smiled. Luke brushed Lucy's hair out of her face and pulled off her shirt.
    "Luke..." Lucy said.
    "We're not going to do anything you don't want to." Luke whispered. He planted a kiss on Lucy's neck.
    "I love you, Lucy." Luke said.
    "I love you too, Luke." Lucy said. She smiled and pulled him in.
    "So, do you want to...?" Luke asked. Lucy slapped him and ran.
    
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17. HowtoSaveaLife17
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    CHAPTER 23
    Will's POV
    Fresh out of the hospital, I get to endure another Monday morning.
    The clock must've been fast because it was 7:00 and Dad hadn't pounded on my door yet.
    I just stayed in bed, waiting.
    At around 7:10 I decided to venture into Dad's house. I opened the door and a blast of delicious air hit me like a brick wall. Dad was cooking. He was making breakfast.
    "Morning." He said over his shoulder.
    "Good morning." I said cautiously.
    "Take a seat." Dad said.
    I took a seat at the kitchen table.
    Dad set a plate of food in front of me, along with a second pate for himself.
    "You want to hop in the shower first, or should I?" He asked. I looked at him for a second. I did the safe thing.
    "You can go first." I said. I took a bite of my food. Then another.
    "You healing okay?" Dad asks quietly.
    "Yeah." I say. Was Dad feeling guilty? Was that what this was about?
    The second I got to school, I looked for Sam. She always got to school this early and went to the gym or the library. I found her in the hallway, walking to the library.
    "Sam!" I called.
    "Hey!" She said happily.
    "My dad's being nice." I blurted. Sam raised an eyebrow.
    "Seriously?"
    "Yeah. I think he feels bad that he put me in the hospital." I say, lowering my voice.
    "Maybe he does. On a happier note, my parents have another business meeting tonight. We can finish what we started last night." Sam said. She placed a hand on my chest and stood on my toes to kiss my cheek.
    "I'd love to." I say. I wrap my arms around her waist.
    "And then, after, we can watch some pre-recorded baseball." She offers. She knows how much I love baseball.
    "Sounds perfect." I say. Suddenly, the front door bursts open with tons of other students and the early bell blares in our ears.
    "Time for studying." Sam says.
    
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18. HowtoSaveaLife17
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    November 30, 2011 3:48am UTC
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    CHAPTER 22
    Lucy's POV
    I spotted Will's truck. He was driving home. I wasn't sure which house he was going to until he turned left on Oxford Street. His father's house. I followed him. It was an instinct...
    I turned off my car on the other side of the street and walked up to Will's doorstep.
    I heard screaming inside before Will came to the door, holding an unopened beer.
    "Lucy. Why are you here?" Will asked, his voice strained.
    "I came to see you. Duh." I said. I pushed past him and into his perfect house.
    "Here, Dad." Will said, handing his father the beer in his hand.
    "Thanks."
    "So, can we go somewhere and talk?" I asked.
    "Backyard?" Will asks.
    I was hoping for his bedroom, but I nodded. Will led me into a perfect backyard, complete with a garden, swingset, and patio.
    Will walked over to the swingset and sat down.
    "So...?" Will asked.
    "How are you? How's your, er, stomach?" I said. I sounded so lame.
    "Fine." Will said simply.
    "So, Will, you remember when I told you that I..." I let my voice get so quiet that he couldn't hear me.
    "When you told me you were in love with me? Yeah, I remember." Will said. He grinned at me sarcastically and started swinging.
    "Well, how exactly do you feel about me?" I asked.
    "I feel that we're friends." Will says.
    "Oh. Okay." I sigh. I was hoping all that time in the hospital let him reflect on his life enough to see that Sam wasn't right for him.
    "I have to go back inside or my dad will come out here with my baby pictures or something." Will says. I smile.
    "Okay." I stand up and jog across the yard and past the garage. Out of curiosity, I peek through the window. I take in the garage for a minute until Will enters. He took off his shirt, revealing his stitched up stomach. Why did he take off his shirt?
    Then, off went his pants. He grabbed some pajama pants from a shelf nearby and put them on. Then he climbed up a ladder.
    What the hell? Did Will live in his garage? His house was huge, why would he live in the garage?
    
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19. HowtoSaveaLife17
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    November 30, 2011 3:30am UTC
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    CHAPTER 21
    Will's POV
    I finally got to go home after weeks in the hospital, being monitored.
    "Want another bite?" Sam asked.
    "You don't have to feed me. I have full use of my arms." I say.
    "I know." Sam says. She puts more food on the fork a raises her eyebrows.
    "Fine. Hit me!" I say. Sam laughs. She puts the food in my mouth.
    "Yum." I say. Sam takes a bite.
    "Yum."
    "What's for dessert?" I asked. Sam smiled. She kissed me.
    Okay, I thought. That's what's for dessert.
    Sam smiled against my lips and pulled off my shirt.
    I knew I was smiling too. Sam led me to her bed and threw back the blankets.
    "You sure, Sam?" I asked.
    "I'm positive. I love you." Sam said.
    "I love you too." I said.
    "Wait, did you hear that?" Sam asked. We stopped, I listened. Footsteps coming up the stairs.
    "You said your parents were out." I say, pulling on my shirt.
    "They're supposed to be!" Sam whisper-yells.
    There's no time to fix the bed, so Sam climbs into it and pulls the covers over her body. I pretend to crash on a chair by the window.
    "Samantha? You awake?" Somebody opens the door and walks in.
    I can't see who it is; I'm pretending to be asleep.
    "Oh, you have a... friend over." the voice said.
    "Grandma?" Sam said in disbelief.
    "Hey, honey. Your parents are stuck down in San Francisco." Sam's grandma says.
    "So, you came to babysit me?" Sam asked.
    "Your dad doesn't trust your boyfriend. I'm assuming that's him." Sam's grandma is probably pointing at me, a look of disgust on her face.
    "Yes, that's Will." Sam says.
    "I'll be downstairs. Wake him up and join me."
    Sam groans and the door shuts.
    "Wake up." Sam says in a singsong-y voice.
    "We've got a date with your grandma." I say, flase happiness flooding my voice.
    "C'mon." Sam said.
    "So, Will, why are you over here?" Sam's grandma asked.
    "I didn't want her to be here all alone all night." I said. Sam was glaring at her grandma, obviously upset.
    "And what were you planning on doing, exactly?"
    "Just keeping her company." I said. This wasn't a lie; that's all I'd planned on doing tonight.
    "Really?"
    "Yes, ma'am." I said. I gave her a big grin, but her scowl deepend.
    "Why don't we all watch a movie?" She suggested. Sam frowned.
    "Will wasn't planning on staying much longer... He probably needs to go." Sam said.
    "Too bad, Will. You might've gotten on my good side."
    
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    November 29, 2011 11:25pm UTC
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    CHAPTER 20
    Lucy's POV
    I ran out of the hospital as fast as I could and out into the world. Everything seemed to be moving slow motion, melting around me like a painting.
    I didn't have a reason to kill myself, but I wanted to. I was determined to. I waited on the corner, waiting for the perfect truck to hit me, one that wouldn't see me coming. I waited on that corner, ready to die.
    I saw the truck. The truck that would kill me. I wanted to time it perfectly.
    I took a step, but something pulled me back.
    "Ow, let go!" I screamed.
    I whipped around to see Will. He stood there, in his boxers, a bandage wrapped around his stomach, his eyes sad and pained.
    "Will, I breathed."
    "I care about you, Lucy. Don't do this to yourself." Will says. How could he be so hypocritical?
    "Me? What about you! You're killing yourself!" I scream. Everyone around us is staring. Will's in great shape, looking pretty damn sexy, but I had a feeling that wasn't why they were staring at.
    "Stop making a scene, Lucy." Will said.
    "Will, I know that you're scared to admit it, but you need help! Something's going on and you need to tell me."
    "Lucy..." Will said.
    "Fine." I said. I took another step forward and was just about to walk into the traffic when Will grabbed me.
    "My dad abuses me." Will says quietly.
    "What?" I ask. No way. His dad...
    "He burns me, usually, but he was really mad. He took out his Swiss and..." Will let go of my arm and closed his eyes.
    "Will, I'm in love with you, but you don't love me too." I say.
    "I..." Will just looks at me.
    "I think that if you really loved me, Lucy, you'd understand why I didn't tell you. When you love someone you want to protect them, hold them, be strong for them. When you truly love someone..." His voice broke.
    "You need them to love you, but you'd rather they be happy. So, you try and help them get what they need to be happy and pray that one day you'll be that thing. " Will finishes.
    Suddenly, some nurses run out with a wheelchair and make Will sit in it. They roll him inside and leave me on the sidewalk.
    I could walk out into traffic, but instead, I walk to my car.
    
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