When Ava smiled, the world moved in a beautiful slow drunkness.
And whenever I looked at her, the street lights blurred into oblivion, and for a moment, just that moment, whether it was seconds or eons, it would feel as if it were only me and her.
She was my world.
"Micheal, watch this." She smiled.
I grinned and watched her hike her leg up over a tree branch, her camera dangling for dear life as it clung to her neck.
She never worried about breaking it. Ava was born on a lucky star. There was no contest, no test, no person that Ava couldn't win over or ace.
"Scared you're gonna fall?" I called from below, her legs dangling from the branch above me.
She laughed. "Not even in the slightest. Catch!"
She tossed her camera down. It fumbled in my hands as I struggled to catch it, but I managed, knowing she would definitely kill me if I dropped it.
Even though I wasn't born on a lucky star, I used at least a year's worth of luck to catch her camera.
"Take a picture of me up here." She grinned, a smile stretching all the way to her ears.
Squinting, I peered into the view finder, zooming in so close to her face I could count every freckle on her nose.
"Micheal, hurry!" She giggled, not breaking her smile.
Click. She climbed down the tree and grabbed the camera back.
"I look like a goblin." She laughed.
The cicadas chirped in agreement as we made our way home, walking side by side, my arms swaying, as she focused on her photo.
"A cute goblin." I teased.
She smacked me with her free hand. "At least I'm not a scaredy cat who won't climb trees."
I sighed a dreamy sigh. That's Ava Baker.
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Dla nastolatkówAva Baker is fearless, she doesn't ask, she takes. Michael Lao keeps to himself, he doesn't speak unless spoken to. When Ava and Michael's worlds collide, it feels like fate for these two high schoolers. But fate has different plans in store. With o...
