turned hearts - dancingmilklover246.aka cristal Santos (best value ebook reader txt) 📗

Prologue,


I love you. That was what my best friend is saying to me on my 17th birthday. Alexander riverston. Tall 6 foot 3, black long/short hair that hangs in his eyes. Grey eyes that menmorize you the second you look at them and my best friend since we were 14 months year olds. Funny how life works. I being only 5 foot 2 long black hair and bangs that cover my blue/grey eyes, am surprised to hear the words leave his perfectly shaped lips.
“What are you talking about?” I look up at him wishing that he shakes his head a says forget about it. Yet I am wrong again. “I’m talking about liking you ever since 5th grade.” He looks at me with a hopeful expression. I backed away slowly.
“Do you remember that promise we made in like 5th grade?” He looks at me with sadness in his eyes. “Um yes.” He answers.
“We promised not to fall in love with each other” I looked at him. He shakes his head and says with so much passion in his voice.
“Love changes people and promises.


1 year ago. The start of 12th grade


“Aubrey! Alexander! Wake up! NOW!” I rub my eyes and squint towards my door to find my older brother and his 2 idiotic friends at my doorway. I give him a death glare when I see my clock. 6 am. He smiles and closes the door. I let out a small moan of anger and toss my sheets aside. Alexander is in his sleeping bag next to my bed still sleeping while the rest of my room is neat and tidy. I stretch and pad over to my closet grabbing my hairtye and brush from my desk on the way. I close the door after me and jump into the shower blindly. A few minutes later I come out of the shower wrapped in my towel. I run to my closet and take out my first day outfit still from its shopping bag. I slip on the flowy white summer dress and tug on my strapped sandals. I walk out to my bedroom where I hear Alexander in the shower. I walk over to my bed and it and collect Alexander’s things and put them in his side of the closet. I skip to my desk and stare at my reflection. I pick up my brush and brush out my hair, until it shines and hangs perfectly straight to my waist. I blow out my bangs and start on my makeup. Simple mascara some pale pink lipstick and some light eyeshade. I slip on my favorite and lucky amulet, Alexander gave it to me on my 10th birthday, my favorite ring and get up. I look over to Alexander who was staring at me with our book bags in hands. “Oh see I always pick out cute outfits. You look awesome.” I gush. He in dark jeans and converse with a dark blue shirt his hair moussouled by him combing it by his fingers. He blushes lightly and I laugh. We walk out of my room me shutting the door behind me and walk downstairs. I go over to the fridge and pull out 2 apples. Tossing one to Alex. He catches it as my brother and his idiotic friends Brady and Chris come into the kitchen. Aden starts talking to Alex about football tryouts. I let out a little giggle when Aden asks him to try out. They look at me. “What? I mean come on. Is not like you’re actually considering liking playing football?” I burst into a fit of giggles when I see their faces though I sober up in a second. They all look at me as if I just murdered someone and laughed about it. 4 shocked faces stared at me while I try to avoid their eyes. Aden starts speaking while I walk away to grab my dance bag. I walk into our kitchen to remind Aden his schedule. “Aden doesn’t forget that I have hip hop class at 4 then ballet at 7 okay. Just order out and please don’t break the house.” I look around the kitchen looking for my keys. He scowls. “Okay. Gesh what are you. My mom?” I wince and the memory of the crash comes to mind. “No. our moms dead.” I wipe angrily at a tear and storm outside slamming the front door and getting into my jeep. Slamming the door behind me and pulling out of the driveway. Alex will drive to school with Chris. The memory of the crash replays in my mind and I wipe frustrated at the tears falling “god damn It.!” I pound the steering wheel and pull over. I check my watch and see that it is 6 40. I take out my book bag and wipe away my face. I reply my makeup and take a deep breath as I drive the rest of the way to school. I park and make my way to my locker. I feel someone open the locker next to me and I find Alexander putting his bag in. “hey I’m sorry I stormed out like that I just I was upset.” I looked over to him smiling and I smile back at him. He pulls me into a hug and I feel him kiss the top of my head. I wrap my hands on his torso and after a moment pull away.
The day passed in such a blur its funny. I took notes and met Alexander at the football field. “Okay soooo you’re going to play that?” I look up at him and he wraps his arm around my shoulders. He smiles and laughs lightly, “yes. Yes I am and you’re coming to all the games no matter if you don’t want to or if you don’t understand the game.” I pout and he laughs. I look over and see Chris jog over. I stiffen, “hey Aubrey. I’m sorry about the comment this morning I didn’t mean it like that I really am sorry.” He pouts and looks at me. I smile and hug him with one arm because Alexander still had me in a hug. I smile and let go of both of them and check my watch. “Well my dance classes were canceled today so I’m your ride home so. I’ll be doing homework up in the bleachers” I walk up the bleachers and plop myself down on the first bench. I pull out my independent reading book. Nineteen minutes by Jodi picolt. As they practice the cheerleading squad came out to practice. I looked up and winced when I saw half of them. I took out my iPod and plugged in firelight love we had before. 15 minutes later I feel someone in front of me. I look up to see the blonde head cheerleader in front of me with three of her minions trailing behind her. “Um hello?” She looks at me head from toe and grabs my hand. She pulls me down while protest. “Soooo show us what you got.” She smiles at me; it kind of reminds me of a crocodile smile before he chomps on his prey. I shake my head and start to walk away when she pulls my had and tugs me back down. She pouts. “We know you do dance so and anyway every footballs players girlfriend have to be on the team.” I laugh. “Were not dating. Gosh that’s funny.” I look up and see Alexander jogging over. He pulls me aside.” Hey you have to try out. I purposely called your dance class, I might have talked to the cheerleaders and you might be on the team. I mean how much fun that would be! We go to games together. Please do it for me.” He looks at me those eyes it’s hard not to nod. “You owe me, Alexander. I’m serious.” I laugh as I walk away. He laughs and I swear he mutters something else about this being a good show. I walk over and nod at them.” Okay but I mean no short outfits.” They laugh as they hand me a uniform and 2 girls grab my elbows leading me to the changing room. I check my watch and scramble out of their grasp. “ um hey well we have like 2 minutes left so I guess I’ll see you girls tomorrow at practice. I got to go I’m alexs ride yeah.” I start to walk away when they yell out to me.” We’ll see you at the lunchroom.” I wince and run and get my book bag and waits for Alex in the car.

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Next day
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I wake up late in the morning and throw on some black shorts and a red tank top. I speed to school and it turns out that I got there early. As I am putting my things away in my locker the cheerleader Brenna came over plucked the uniform out of my locker and closed the door she grabbed my elbow and herded me toward the bathroom. I chuckle and say” pushy aren’t we.” She sighs and pushes me into the bathroom. “Okay so all cheerleaders have to wear the uniforms on the day after tryouts so people knows who is on the team and who is not.” She gives me the uniform and looks me in the eye “You’re pretty. I’ll help you with your makeup and hair.” I just wince at the thought of all that makeup on me. I hesitate as I put on the skirt. I sigh and put on the rest of the uniforms. I tug on the shirt witch rest right on mid torso and the skirt that barely hides my but in my definition. I sigh and slip my black flats back on. I walk out and look at myself. The uniform is red and black. I look ridiculous. My hair is down as always and I had a light dark purple eye shadow. I look over to Brenna and she comes over and removes my eye shadow “um Brenna I don’t want a lot of makeup. Actually I wouldn’t want makeup but you are forcing me so please make it a small reasonable amount.” and added mascara. And a few minutes later she smirks and I turn to look at myself in the mirror. The girl that looks back at me is beautiful and I see her mouth pull into a small smile, not too much makeup. No lipstick, some lip gloss a little eyeshadow. When we hear the first bell Brenna takes my arm and we walk out of the bathroom together. We walk down the hallway and she waves and opens her classroom door. I walk 2 classrooms down and open the door. I walk in and avoid all the stares that get pointed at me and sit in my seat. I’m about to take my independent reading book out when Alexander comes in. he look around the classroom doesn’t notice me but when he realizes