DualRivalShipping

The photograph in the frame stares out at me. It speaks of happier times. Before my life turned to misery. Me and my two best friend at age ten, about to head out on our journey. We had always been close. “We’ll always be best friends, right?” “Absolutely.” “No doubt!” But those days are gone, right along with most of the cheerfulness I always had back then. We’d promised to always keep in touch. At least, I’d promised. White, Bianca, and Cheren. The three of us were tight as a high wire. White, the quiet, daring, girl with questionable sanity that dragged us away from the T

~Fragmented Fit~ Dreams had been achieved, three friends split apart. Bianca sighed deeply, as she gazed out at the midday horizon through her window, her legs dangling over it's edge. It was a quiet, motionless day in Nuvema town, just like every single day she had been there. The sky was bland, nothing there but an endless vast stretch of blue. The grass was still the same shade of green- harlequin, if she were to be exact on the coloration. The blond wasn't normally one to think such things about nature. Every since she was little, she had adored the sights of her surroundings to every last subtle detail- be it the fragile texture of a