Here is the introduction of my novel: Friends in the way of Love.
Read it and tell me what do you think?
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PROLOGUE
They all gazed at the exquisite sky, pleading the full moon with their eyes, as if it held answers about their mysterious future, as if clouds could crowd the sky and answers about their dreams would fall with the rain. They were old enough to know what dreams were, but too young to know that some dreams may never come to life. They were young enough to be totally oblivious to how hard it would be to achieve them. They couldn't conceive of all the concepts of life, at least not the worst of them. Life for them was merely a world of joy, a realm of sparks and fireworks, and a field of playing and fun.
They had so many dreams; they had heaps of things that they were looking forward to. Like distant sparkling stars, they looked at them but they had absolutely no clue how to get to them.
They knew careers were supposed to be their first priority, whatever that meant, as their parents constantly talked about, "Education is everything," but that was not what those girls believed in. Whatever their parents said, it went in one ear and out the other; it didn't stop at the memory cells at all. What those memory cells were filled up with were information those little girls had seen and listened to. Visions from love movies, lovers cuddling at the park, phrases of love that their little ears caught, even by their own parents, or the way their heart melted at the tunes and the lyrics of a love song.
Love was all they talked about; it made them treasure life even more, oh, how it would add more beauty to any sight. They believed love could make people go under magical spells, they believed love could vanquish anything in its way. Absolutely anything.
Another thing they solidly believed in was their friendship, yes doubtlessly; they'd been friends for such a long time. They'd gone through a lot together, they'd been there for each other and they'd do anything for one another. Wasn't friendship the highest forms of love? If they'd been wrong, they didn't know it then. Such innocence, how could anyone possibly explain for them what the words "Betrayal" or "Treason" truly meant? That a thing as fierce as dishonesty exists, that not everyone tells the truth and that people think of ways to cheat almost all the time. They didn't know that they lived in an imperfect world.
A beautiful summer's night in their lovely neighborhood where they grew together along with the plants and trees, the place where they'd witnessed and observed the world. The field where they played together and spent all their times, the space where their dreams floated about them as they thought of them continuously.
The three girls were relaxing on the green grass; they were relieved that the summer was finally here. Such happiness it brought them, a break from the school, which meant more free time and more quality time, which was basically anytime they weren't at school. Next to each other they rested, silently enjoying the gorgeous night.
They were all born on the same year; maybe that was why they were such exceptional friends. A strong friendship, nonetheless, the girls were very different from one another. They didn't have much in common regarding personality or even the way they looked. Each one of them, was very unique and distinct, yet, you couldn't separate them from each other. It just wouldn't seem right.
They had an impeccable agreement, they could read each other's expressions and know instantly how they felt. A very unusual friendship, that was what they had and what they were blessed with.
Jennifer was a brunet, brown-eyed girl; her skin was a little tanned from her last trip to Florida with her family. Her parents were middle-class people, high school sweet hearts, who were lucky enough to stay in love so far. They had been married for fifteen years now with two children, Jennifer and Matt. With a five-year difference between the two kids, Jennifer had a lot of responsibilities towards her seven-year-old younger brother. That is why, she's probably more responsible than the other two, her mind always thought of the consequences before doing anything. She knew when to draw the line and when to stop. Often, the other girls would think she was spoiling their fun, but as always, she was right, and they knew that deep inside, but they never admitted it.
Next to Jennifer, lay Sandra who had beautiful black hair, dark brown eyes and a very white skin. Unlike Jennifer, Sandra was the youngest in her family with three older brothers. The eldest was twenty-years-old and her other two brothers were twins with only seven minutes difference, they were fifteen-years-old. Even after twenty-three years of marriage, Sandra's parents were just as happy as Jennifer's were. Sandra lived right across the street, twenty feet away from Jennifer's house, where they were laying.
And next to them lay a blonde girl with blue eyes. The only child of her parents who were well known in their neighborhood for being the richest. And probably, that was the reason she cared a lot for money, a material girl. Cameron was her name and she lived at the very end of this neighborhood, which was only five houses away. She was certainly the tallest among all her friends but definitely not the smartest.
It was Sandra who out-smarted her two friends in general, including at school. Although she had a good sense of humor, she wasn't as funny as Jennifer. Sandra loved to have fun, in her own way. She loved reading beyond reason; sometimes she would read three books a week. Writing was also one of her favorites; she kept a journal and wrote a few short stories. On the other hand, although Cameron's dad had a gigantic library, she never read any of the books; she hardly read her schoolbooks.
Immense joy overcame them tonight; they just came out of the movies, a romantic one. It was about a girl who was given a chance to pick everything she wanted in her dream guy, and she got him. So the girls were discussing what would they pick in the man of their dreams.
"I want to fall in love with a handsome, tall, gentle man. One that's only mine; elegant and funny." Jennifer said with a big smile spread over her face followed by a sigh. Not bad for a little girl, a girl who was really ambitious when it came to love. All three of them had smiles on their faces and all six eyes were fixed on the moon.
"I want mine to be smart, sensitive, kind, understanding and a man who can really appreciate me." Sandra said with a dreamy face; she closed her eyes trying to grasp that image and chase it to reality, chase it to her world.
"Rich and handsome, that's all I want." Cameron said quite loudly as if her dream was better than the other two.
Sandra said, "That's all?"
Jennifer answered instead, "Yup, I think that's all she's got on her mind." They both giggled; leaving Cameron confused since she was serious in her statement, she had no clue why they were giggling.
"What's so funny?" Cameron asked.
"Nothing," Jennifer answered, "I wish we'll always have each other, I wish we can always be together, you guys are the best." She leaned over them both and gave them a warm hug. They had all known each other for a long time, and you could hardly see one of them without the other two. They were almost inseparable.
Sandra yawned, breaking the silence; "I'm sleepy." She said.
"Me too, I'm going to bed." Jennifer said on the verge of yawning herself. Everyone nodded in agreement, they were all tired, and they had so much fun today. It was the last day of school and they couldn't believe the summer was finally here. They stood up and exchanged goodnights.
"Goodnight, I hope both of you get to meet your man of your dreams IN YOUR DREAMS!" Jennifer screamed at them, laughing loudly. They all laughed, each headed to her home.
Jennifer went right into her home, Sandra crossed the street to her home and Cameron passed a few houses and got to her house.
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