Always.
Chapter one.
To everyone and everything that has been an inspiration.
And to those people whose hearts are aching, I hope this story gives them a little squeeze.
Prologue
I’ve always been a firm believer that everything happens for a reason.
I expected to lead a simple life; no one expects to happen to them what happens in books. My story started when I met a handsome stranger, but gosh, was he gorgeous. And to think I didn’t have to make the slightest effort to find him, he just happened to find me…well that was the easy part, and our relationship is anything but easy.
Chapter one
Why do alarms have to be the first thing you hear in the morning? It’s annoying. Such a great mood to start the day in, but then again it’s the mood I start most days in, and I don’t blame my alarm completely.
My name is Eva Simms, boring old Eva. People tell me it’s pretty but if they were to know the personality that comes with such a pretty name, they wouldn’t think that anymore. I hate the first day back at school after the summer; the year seems so much longer when you look at it from right at the beginning, a whole year of homework and having to make an effort. If I had my way I wouldn’t bother getting out of bed in the morning. But here I am, sat up on the edge of my bed in nothing but pyjamas debating when would be the best time to try and wrestle my hair into order, I decided to leave it until I was dressed, skinny jeans, low cut top and my converse that’s pretty much my entire wardrobe summed up in a few words.
Mum was downstairs sat having her morning coffee, she doesn’t really notice me. When I was younger Id hurt myself or start crying for some reason, and she never really came to help, I guess she’s always lacked certain maternal instincts, pretty much all of them to be honest. I learned to pick myself up off the floor, look after my own cuts and bruises. It’s not like I had anyone else in my life to help me, dad left when I was 2, patted me on the head as he walked out the front door. Not heard anything since, mum doesn’t really mention it, then again she doesn’t mention anything to me I might as well be invisible. I think I am sometimes until I look in a mirror. All I see is a tall lanky girl, unruly brown hair that I barely get cut so its right down my back, I’ve always thought I had pretty eyes, kind of a greeny blue that the darkness of my hair only enhances. I have a rounded face and a small-ish nose. I’m mostly just plain looking, nothing unique about Eva Simms.
The first morning of school went pretty fast it was soon lunch and my best friend Willow was dragging me to the canteen, apparently there was a new guy and the whole school was buzzing about it, because schools are that boring even the smallest change is the most exciting thing to happen ever. willow was really pretty, like little fairy girl pretty she’s about 5 foot and has waist length wavy blonde hair and green eyes, but because of how childlike she looks a lot of people just think she’s strange and too quiet, but really she’s a feisty little thing who packs a lot of punch and really doesn’t take no for an answer. I’m a good 7 inches taller and she manages to scare the crap out of me.
‘Eva he’s gorgeous! No one will shut up about him; this is truly the most exciting thing to happen ever.’ I couldn’t help but roll my eyes, I loved willow she’s been there for me through everything, I suppose she couldn’t help but be like all the other girls in the school that fawn over guys like they’re the centre of the universe. I guess I’m only jealous, I’ve never really had much of a love life I just sit at home reading or on the computer doing whatever to occupy my time. I can’t help but think that’s why guys stay away from me because I seem uninterested which to be honest I am, not one guy in this school has taken any interest In me and I haven’t in them, no matter how much willow begs me to make an effort it won’t work.
‘Come on Eva, come see!’ her eyes were pleading and she was 2 seconds away from throwing a hissy fit in the middle of the canteen.
‘Seriously Willow? You want me to come with you to drool over some guy when I could be sat stuffing my face?’ I gave her the most outraged look my face could pull ‘do you not know me at all?’
‘You’re so difficult Eva Simms! Fine I’ll go look, don’t say I didn’t tell you. It’s your loss.’ And off she went like some love sick puppy galloping out of the canteen her blonde hair (that behaves much more than mine) blowing in the wind behind her. I guess I’m eating by myself today.
And to those people whose hearts are aching, I hope this story gives them a little squeeze.
Prologue
I’ve always been a firm believer that everything happens for a reason.
I expected to lead a simple life; no one expects to happen to them what happens in books. My story started when I met a handsome stranger, but gosh, was he gorgeous. And to think I didn’t have to make the slightest effort to find him, he just happened to find me…well that was the easy part, and our relationship is anything but easy.
Chapter one
Why do alarms have to be the first thing you hear in the morning? It’s annoying. Such a great mood to start the day in, but then again it’s the mood I start most days in, and I don’t blame my alarm completely.
My name is Eva Simms, boring old Eva. People tell me it’s pretty but if they were to know the personality that comes with such a pretty name, they wouldn’t think that anymore. I hate the first day back at school after the summer; the year seems so much longer when you look at it from right at the beginning, a whole year of homework and having to make an effort. If I had my way I wouldn’t bother getting out of bed in the morning. But here I am, sat up on the edge of my bed in nothing but pyjamas debating when would be the best time to try and wrestle my hair into order, I decided to leave it until I was dressed, skinny jeans, low cut top and my converse that’s pretty much my entire wardrobe summed up in a few words.
Mum was downstairs sat having her morning coffee, she doesn’t really notice me. When I was younger Id hurt myself or start crying for some reason, and she never really came to help, I guess she’s always lacked certain maternal instincts, pretty much all of them to be honest. I learned to pick myself up off the floor, look after my own cuts and bruises. It’s not like I had anyone else in my life to help me, dad left when I was 2, patted me on the head as he walked out the front door. Not heard anything since, mum doesn’t really mention it, then again she doesn’t mention anything to me I might as well be invisible. I think I am sometimes until I look in a mirror. All I see is a tall lanky girl, unruly brown hair that I barely get cut so its right down my back, I’ve always thought I had pretty eyes, kind of a greeny blue that the darkness of my hair only enhances. I have a rounded face and a small-ish nose. I’m mostly just plain looking, nothing unique about Eva Simms.
The first morning of school went pretty fast it was soon lunch and my best friend Willow was dragging me to the canteen, apparently there was a new guy and the whole school was buzzing about it, because schools are that boring even the smallest change is the most exciting thing to happen ever. willow was really pretty, like little fairy girl pretty she’s about 5 foot and has waist length wavy blonde hair and green eyes, but because of how childlike she looks a lot of people just think she’s strange and too quiet, but really she’s a feisty little thing who packs a lot of punch and really doesn’t take no for an answer. I’m a good 7 inches taller and she manages to scare the crap out of me.
‘Eva he’s gorgeous! No one will shut up about him; this is truly the most exciting thing to happen ever.’ I couldn’t help but roll my eyes, I loved willow she’s been there for me through everything, I suppose she couldn’t help but be like all the other girls in the school that fawn over guys like they’re the centre of the universe. I guess I’m only jealous, I’ve never really had much of a love life I just sit at home reading or on the computer doing whatever to occupy my time. I can’t help but think that’s why guys stay away from me because I seem uninterested which to be honest I am, not one guy in this school has taken any interest In me and I haven’t in them, no matter how much willow begs me to make an effort it won’t work.
‘Come on Eva, come see!’ her eyes were pleading and she was 2 seconds away from throwing a hissy fit in the middle of the canteen.
‘Seriously Willow? You want me to come with you to drool over some guy when I could be sat stuffing my face?’ I gave her the most outraged look my face could pull ‘do you not know me at all?’
‘You’re so difficult Eva Simms! Fine I’ll go look, don’t say I didn’t tell you. It’s your loss.’ And off she went like some love sick puppy galloping out of the canteen her blonde hair (that behaves much more than mine) blowing in the wind behind her. I guess I’m eating by myself today.