Keep From Falling (Markson Grove Series Book 1)
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Authors: Amy Vanessa Miller
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Keep from Falling
a novel
Copyright © 2015 by Amy Vanessa Miller
Cover Design by Shirphie Li
Formatting by JT Formatting
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WARNING:
This New Adult Romance contains violence, coarse language, sexually explicit scenes, drug abuse, and illegal situations. Intended for mature reading audiences only.
Bree
When I was twelve, I used to imagine my wedding day.
I’d be wearing a beautiful white gown that would flow into a gorgeous long train. My hair would be decorated with pink roses, white lilies, and covered in the sheerest veil imaginable. I’d walk slowly so everyone could take in how beautiful I am. I’d anticipate every step I took, not because I’d be worried about falling, but because this would be my wedding day and I wouldn’t want to forget any details. I’d walk toward my future husband with excitement and longing. It would all be so beautiful.
In front of me, carrying my future husband’s wedding ring tied to a bouquet that would match the flowers in my hair, would be my best friend, Skylar. She’d be dressed in a beautiful blue gown that we both decided made her look like a princess from one of our favorite movies. Her hair would be done up really pretty, without any braids or funky accessories in it. She would fuss about that of course, but she’d do it anyway because she’s my best friend and she would do anything for me.
She would be so happy for me because this would be what we had always hoped for one another. True happiness. Perfect bliss. Forever.
But when I was twelve, things weren’t the way they are now. Things were simple and straightforward. Skylar was my best friend and I was hers. There were no other titles and no more expectations than that.
When we were twelve, there was a place for that future husband waiting for me at the altar… but there isn’t place for him anymore.
“Ready to get going?”
I’m pulled out of my thoughts and immediately look up from where I am sitting on the floor in front of my locker. Skylar is standing directly in front of me with an incredibly beautiful smile etched across her face. She looks exceptionally happy today, and that rare happiness makes me smile inwardly.
“Just messing around with this new phone,” I say as I stuff the phone in my jeans pocket. “I’m ready when you are.”
I reach my hand up for her to help me to my feet. She takes my hand quickly, pulling my body up to hers. She lets her hand linger a bit on my shoulder and shoots me a quick wink. I laugh, shoving her away playfully.
This is typical Skylar, being her beautiful self. She loves to make me want to kiss her in public.
“How many apps did you get on that thing so far?” she asks as she drapes her arm over my shoulder, pulling my body close to hers. She’s two inches taller than me, so when she does this it feels like my body fits into hers perfectly.
“I don’t even know where to get apps,” I say with a laugh. I turn my face to her and move in closely to show her that her teasing will go nowhere with me. I look around and once I’m sure that no one is paying any attention to us, I steal a quick kiss on the lips before taking off running down the hall. She follows after me.
Once outside, we continue running through a walking trail behind the school that leads to a lone apartment building at the end of a cul-de-sac where Skylar lives with her aunt, Cecelia.
I’m giggling as Skylar catches up to me and passes me on the trail. She turns around just as she pushes in front of me, blowing me a kiss before turning back and sprinting toward the doors of the building.
I pick up my speed in the parking lot and manage to dart in front of her just as we reach the doors. I hurry inside and attempt to get to the elevator before she does but it’s no use, she makes a jump ahead of me somehow and reaches the elevator button before I do.
“How the hell do you do that all the time?” I ask with a tired laugh. I’m very much out of breath and I need to bend over slightly in order to catch it.
“That’s easy, I always let you think you’re winning,” she says, sticking out her tongue playfully.
