John Jones
Stories
6
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3,883
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1.6 M
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Girlfriend…what on earth had that horrible woman said to Keeley that made her think she was his girlfriend? He was furious. She was closed off enough from him already; the last thing he needed was further interference. Especially from the woman who ruined his first life. Lacy Knighton. To everyone else she appeared to be a perfect socialite and the epitome of grace. Only Aaron knew how much of a demon she truly was behind that pretty fa?ade. He needed to keep a better eye on her this time. Lacy…
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The superstition proved correct—Keeley and Aaron did have a relatively happy first year together since she was too blinded by love to see the red flags. In those days she really thought he cared about her even though he didn't do much to show it. She made excuses for his coldness based on the environment he grew up in. What a joke. Aaron didn't care about anyone but himself. So why did he compose a sonnet about a movie she liked? He had never been the creative type. When they were together, if he…
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Keeley was on cloud nine even though she wasn't able to see Aaron again until New Years' Eve because finals and other holiday festivities got in the way. She was so excited when the beautiful ice blue cocktail dress with the sweetheart neckline arrived on her doorstep with the pair of silver heels that she actually went to a discount salon to get her hair, makeup, and nails done, using up most of the money she got for Christmas in one go. His driver picked her up and drove her to the Rainbow Room…
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Keeley's confusion was at an all-time high. She tried to mesh her memories of Aaron with the way he was acting now and nothing added up. A sonnet about Star Wars…she nearly forgot herself when she heard that. It was possibly the silliest thing she had ever heard come out of his mouth. If things were different, it might have made her fall for him, but she would never fall into that trap again. Aaron rejected her constantly in the beginning—her attempts at conversation, her invitations to hang…
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Aaron frowned and tapped his pencil against his arm. Keeley directly challenged him with her impressively fast sonnet about cheesecake. He didn't even have a topic. It had to be something that would interest her; she might soften a bit towards him if it was about something she liked. He could have sworn that for a split second that she was excited he recognized her Star Wars reference. Pop culture was a foreign concept for most of his life since he was raised to be as businesslike as possible.…
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Keeley avoided school for a week by pretending to have a terrible flu. She knew her father's aversion to illness—he was a sympathetic puker and incredibly squeamish over all. All she had to do was put a baggie of hot water on her face for a few minutes each day to fake a fever and she was able to stay safely away from Aaron Hale. In between makeup assignments her teachers emailed to her and watching a lot of bad reality TV (a guilty pleasure), she tried to think of ways to get Aaron off her back.…
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Aaron knew he screwed up when Keeley hit him and stormed off. She looked angry but more than that she looked scared and it cut him to the core. Why? Why had things gone so wrong this time? She was supposed to be in love with him already! He hadn't meant to scare her off. Even though she didn't wear the presents he bought her, she still looked like an angel in her cheap pink dress and loose curls. No sane man could resist kissing the woman he loves in that situation. These days he wondered if he…
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When the first slow song of the night came on, Keeley placed one hand in Jeffrey's and the other on his shoulder and they somewhat awkwardly stepped in a tiny circle. Many other student pairs were doing the exact same thing though some of the higher society students performed complicated waltzes they had learned from private tutors. In her first life, Aaron made her take classes so she wouldn't embarrass him at important events so she was fairly good at it. Those skills were wasted on Jeffrey but she…
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Aaron didn't say anything to Keeley about the returned earrings but the day before the dance a large box waited on her doorstep when she arrived home. Inside was a burgundy A-line off-shoulder dress. The bodice was dotted with diamonds (she learned her lesson after the earring incident; there was no way they were fake) and layers of tulle flowed asymmetrically from front to back below the knee line. Keeley didn't even want to think about how much this must have cost but that wasn't all. A pair of…
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Keeley was not an artistic person. Whoever put her name on the volunteer list to make and put up the decorations for the dance was going to suffer. It would be held in a banquet hall at a fancy hotel downtown—this was a private school; they had standards—but the volunteers worked on making them in one of the art classrooms after school for a week prior. One of the socialites only there to get volunteer hours for college admissions complained, "Isn't this a little underwhelming? It would be so…
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