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But I really wasn't ready to go inside and face my fears. “I'll be right back.” “Take your time.” Zeke says, pulling out a thin, paperback book from his pocket. I notice the title and smile when I see that he is reading The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald. “I have my book to keep me occupied.” “It's a pretty good book.” I tell him with a smile. “It must be. This is my fourth time reading it.” He tells me with a grin and I chuckle. He and I are so much alike. I reread my favorite books too; I've read Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte six times.

of course, I’m a bit quirky. How about you? Do you like books? I pulled up my second phone and logged into a burner account to search for her profile again. After a moment of intentional scrolling, I saw that she was obsessed with one book in particular. The Great Gatsby. I felt my interest pique, and before I could stop myself, I shot a quick text to the family's personal secretary; “Get me a copy of The Great Gatsby before nightfall tomorrow, Jones.” “On it, sir.” His response came in instantly, but I didn’t spare it a second glance as I threw the phone to the side and focused on my original.

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"I'm glad you're enjoying it. We don't usually get to spend this much time together, just the two of us.” Justin came to Alexa and both had such an awesome converse as they shopped on "Justin, have you read 'The Great Gatsby'?" Alexa asked, holding up a copy of the book. Justin lifted eyes lit up. "Yeah, I love F. Scott Fitzgerald! What about you?" Alexa nodded enthusiastically. "Me too! I've read it like five times already." Justin chuckled to himself. As they walked through the mall, they stumbled upon a small music store. Louise's eyes widened as he gazed at the instruments on display.

I need to take time. I remember the small room I entered last time. I slowly opened the door and turned on the lampshade. The books on the table were still scattered. I tried to look and read each one of them. These are all interesting books. Into the Wild by Jon Krakauer, The Prince by Niccolo Machiavelli, The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald, and a lot more. I tried to find something that might help me, but I found nothing.

“Goodnight Aspen.” Aspen leaves with the book. It’ll be nice to have another friend. I don’t get to see Samantha much anymore so it’ll be nice to have Aspen around. He likes books like I do. I’ll have to make him a list to read while he is here. I scan the shelves and decide on to finally try The Great Gatsby. My teacher gave me a list of more advanced books to read that I would typically be reading when I reach high school. So far I’ve loved the books she recommended. The Giver was one of my favorites.

I want to thank all you lovely readers that followed this book and even paid coins to make sure you got to the end of Book 1 (which ended with the chapter before this). You all are the best and I couldn't ask for a better site on which to publish my book but GoodNovel. I have decided to continue book 2, though, under this same ‘package’ so that it'll be easier for you, dear reader, to continue with book 2 instead of searching for it. I hope this decision by me makes things easier for you all.

But still, the effect it had on me was unexpected. He was now carefully inspecting my books on the shelf Hayden and Drew had built for me. I couldn’t help but watch him as his fingers brushed over each spine. “Why were you at my school earlier?” The words rushed out before I could stop them, curiosity winning out caution. He pulled out a copy of the Great Gatsby and started flipping through. “Why are you hanging out with a doucebag who clearly only wants to get into your pants?” His counter remark was so casual I almost didn’t believe he had just said that.