"Whats your name love ?" A voice said from above me. I looked up to see the one and only Lance Collins had just approached my desk and he wanted to know my name. "Justice." I responded. He grinned. "Nice to meet you Justice. I'm Lance.""Oh I know who you are." Lance chuckled before going over to sit in his assigned seat only a couple desks away from me as the teacher signal the start of literature class. It was weird though, because during the entire class period I felt the eyes of Landon burning a hold inside the side of my cheek. Call it my imagination, but the five star quarterback was definitely watching me. . . * * *Justice Lani Drew is a 17 year-old beautiful African American girl growing up in the harsh south of Montgomery, Alabama. Seeing as her dad, Herald Drew, is a successful lawyer, and her mother, Kia Drew, a nurse, she never had to struggled like other blacks. Her parents wanted nothing more but a good education for Justice. This, however, changes when Justice decides to leave the predominantly white school and transfer to a historically black public school called I C Norcom High School. Lance Collins is a 18 year old boy , working hard day in and day out just to be the first black man to be recruited by Alabama University. Unlike Justice, Lance lives on the south side of Montgomery with other struggling blacks. However with football , he plans to move his mom and young siblings out of the poverty stricken Montgomery for good. With Justice and Landon coming from 2 different side of the black society, its highly unlikely they will be anything more than classmates. But with racial tensions and discrimination at his height in the South, blacks must come together in unity to fight it. Who knows what might happen when the 2 mysteriously clash perphaps the unthinkable.
Have you ever been to a large room where people gather, talk and mingle? There is a chamber in the heart, called the atrium. That's where he is. He blends in with the red blood cells, and while he is certainly not blood, he carries all the oxygen I need to survive. He might not be the largest vein in my body, like the venae cava, or the strongest muscle or the biggest artery –like the aorta-, but all of that doesn't matter to me. He is mine, as I am him. When he grabbed my hand before, it felt as though I had found a missing part of me. His five fingers intertwining between my five fingers. It was almost as though he could look me in the eyes and hold both my hands and meanwhile, a million sunrises and sunsets could come and go, but I would not tell. Only his eyes, his vacant stare, and the way his fingers could grasp onto mine and protect me. Because the way I see it, I can either learn from today or run from it; but I don’t want to run. I looked down at him, and he peered down at me through broken window frames, ones the colour of brown mahogany. I couldn’t see his eyes in the darkness, but I could remember them, and they were beautiful. His holding gaze created a reverie of sorts in my eye, and I could only stare back in amazement as he hypnotized me the way a magician would to an audience member. Yet this was different; I was part of the show. I didn’t know which way was up, which way was down. Gravity didn’t exist anymore. There was only what was directly in front of me. And it was him. It was always only him.~
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Τα όνειρα είναι πολλές φορές οι ωραιότερες στιγμές στην ζωή μας οι πιο τρελές φαντασιώσεις μας γίνονται πραγματικότητα στο κινηματογράφο του μυαλού μας και το φίλμ της ψυχής μας...Δυστυχώς όμως μετά από λίγο όλα τελειώνουν και περιμένουμε στα εκδοτήρια της ζωής για άλλη μία ονειρική εμπειρία...