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              Her name was Alice Ayres—that is, for the time being. She told me about herself earlier that day; how she was an artist in every sense of the word. She sang, she danced, she acted, drew, and occasionally wrote. Alice wore a light polo and denim shorts that complimented her long raven hair that curled at the ends. She sat next to me in class.             “It was a pleasure meeting you, Cameron.” She said, genuinely.             I smiled at her, “You, too.” like I would have to any other girl that introduced themselves to me. My eyes followed her as she stood up from her seat and waltzed out the roo

"I dream about you, you know?" Ichigo whispered. "I dream that we were always like this. That we didn't have to argue anymore... but if that really happened, it wouldn't be right." The two were tired. They were laying beside each other on Ichigo's bed with Ishida's head resting on his shoulder. They stayed like this for a while without any intention of getting away from each other. Being this close was good enough. "Why wouldn't it be? It doesn't seem like such a bad idea when you think about it." The smaller male replied. "Isn't it obvious?" Ichigo moved away from their position to face Ishida and cup his face in his hands to make sure he