Crash Into You Book Novels & Stories

It was just as I remembered it. I waited to hear the voice again but the only sound that reached my eyes were the rattling of the shelves, like something crazy had come over them. In a split second every shelf was rattling, all hell breaking lose when the books started to fly out of them. I rushed to the shelf that would lead me back out but a book fell from it and hit me right in the middle of my head. I crawled back with my hands on the floor as more books fell, there was no way I could make it out of my usual exit, finding another way was the only option. I dashed to the other side of the library, holding my arm in front of me to avoid getting hit again.

she said and I waved great fully at her before reaching the shelf. As I looked at the books, one of it caught my eyes.. " calming the storms ". Immediately a smile shoots up on my face and I picked the book up to inspect it. I wanted to read this so I turned and still staring at the book, reading what the book was about. I hit something or should I say I bumped heads with something or someone possibly.. " fuck " I winced in pain before backing away and hitting the cabinet with my foot, causing me to sprain my ankle.. I'm sure I sprained it.

“Come on, guys. It’s a nice change of pace. Trust me, this stuff is smooth as silk.” In an instant, the peaceful atmosphere shattered as a deafening crash echoed from Violet’s room. Our hearts racing, we scrambled to the scene of the commotion, desperate to uncover its cause. As we burst into the room, our eyes fell upon a startling sight - Violet sitting amidst a mountain of books, as if they had rained down upon her. What could have caused such a bizarre occurrence? Our minds raced with fear and curiosity as we stood there, trying to piece together the puzzle before us.

I whisper under my breath. If selling my pride is what it takes to save her life… Then so be it. Lost in my thoughts, I turn to the corner of the hallway without paying attention. And then, I crash straight into something solid. Or rather— Someone. My books explode out of my arms as the collision sends them scattering across the floor. “What the hell! Can’t you watch where you're g—“ Slowly, I look up, and my worst nightmare is standing right in front of me.

They started eating and when Vanessa entered the cafeteria, she made sure everyone knew she had arrived. "Hey guys!", she shouted all of a sudden and walked in with her close friend, Zoe following closely behind her. She walked stylishly till she got to her destination. Everyone faced their food back when they saw her sit down, except one person. Kaylee watched Vanessa sit down and noticed the person she sat down with. 'That boy?' Kaylee saw Vanessa sit with the guy who she had hit with the door. The guy she saw staring at her that night. The guy hit her and let her textbooks fall to the ground. The blue-colored eye guy!

“Really, Vivian?” I nodded, “But first, you have to take Sharon away.” “Right away.” Just as he had come, Sharon was dragged into the back seat like a rag. I thought John was joking. But to my surprise, he actually found 99 cars to crash into himself. When his assistant pulled him out from under the race car, he was unrecognizable. His entire body was disfigured, his face ruined, and he was completely disabled. John still tried to contact me but was locked away by his family.

There I was minding my own business, leisurely walking along the path leading out of the Hudson estate, impatiently waiting for my father to finish his ‘important’ business call so he could drop me off at school on his way to work. When out of nowhere this clumsy badly dressed little fool with horrible glasses, bumped right into me. In this day in age haven’t she heard of contact lens? And even though she apologies almost instantly, this idiot didn’t show the slightest respect by looking at the person she just rudely ran into.

CHAPTER 22 THIN WALLS, THINNER LINES ISLA In case you've been wondering how long it takes to go from being in cloud nine drastically back down to earth, I'll tell you for free. It takes just a millisecond, and you'll crash harder than you've ever crashed. That was how hard I crashed when I heard footsteps outside the door to the stairwell. I crashed so hard I froze on impact. It wasn't the dramatic kind of freeze where your body tenses all at once, but the terrifying one where everything inside you goes quiet at first.

I'm not sure which one but one thing is for sure, I crave to even just be around him. After a long day of school, I finally get back to my dorm. I place my books on my desk which has become terribly cluttered. To my dismay, I have to clean that before the next room check-up, I don't want trouble for something so silly. I search around for the book about stutters while also eating my lunch, a ham sandwich. Unfortunately while looking around for it I trip over a book. I crash down hard, my breath gets stolen by the hard impact.

The part I wasnt afraid to reveal. I walked across the courtyard keeping my eyes low, letting them peek just above the fabric. I could feel the stares already- people turning, whispering, pausing mid-sentence. Every step felt like I was walking deeper into a fire. But I didn't stop. I kept my head down not wanting to look at anyone, but their shoes until... CRASH. My shoulder slammed into someone else's, hard enough to knock my books to the ground. I staggered backward with a gasp, my scarf shifting slightly.