Get up here.” A knock at the door put a halt to Kyle’s groan of acquiescence. “That was actually a rhetorical question, Kyle. I rolled my eyes, refusing to turn around even though I could feel the heat of his gaze on the back of my neck. Evans,” Kyle replied with impudent swagger. Ramsey, would you care to come up to the board and answer this question, or would you prefer to remain behind Jocelyn so you can kick her chair some more?” The class tittered and Dru shot me an accusing look. Mom and dad wouldn’t be happy with me if I failed a class the first semester into freshman year. I really should have been paying attention because I sucked at math. Evans scribbled another equation on the board. Instead, I watched her as she sat beside me drawing a million tiny love hearts in the corner of her notebook as Mr. Kyle Ramsey was kicking the back of my chair to get my attention, but he’d been kicking my best friend’s, Dru, chair yesterday and I didn’t want to upset her. In friendship or in love, the two side by side raise hands together to find what one cannot reach alone.” Khalil Gibran Prologue Surry County, Virginia I was bored. Written and published by Samantha Young Edited by Ashley’s Freelance Editing Cover Design by Phatpuppy Art *** On Dublin Street By Samantha Young *** “No human relation gives possession in another – every two souls are absolutely different. This work is registered with and protected by Copyright House. No paragraph of this publication may be reproduced, copied or transmitted save with the written permission of the author. No reproduction, copy or transmission of this publication may be made without written permission of the author. On Dublin Street Copyright © 2012 Samantha Young All Rights Reserved.
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