Another Cinderella Story
Description
Lisa's a er for Chucks. The fine pieces of thread woven into definite perfection. The matching of colours paired enough to make one look back and give it a second glance. Its unique fragrance drifting onto nostrils making the owner either addicted or disgusted. Of course for this particular blonde, she'd always choose the former. She can't explain it, the comfort it gives not only to her soles but to her heart was unfathomable. Strutting down the department store's aisles she glances back to the jaw-dropping sight. A pair of white hi-cut Chucks. The patch printed onto one side of either shoe for ankle protection. The black and red stripes of rubber surrounding the sole was undoubtedly, genuinely made. This was it. What she was looking for all her life. It was made for her and she was made for it. Her card was ready to be swiped, and she was ready to give whatever it cost. Three feet away from the flawless piece of art, a brunette suddenly comes out of nowhere, snatching it away from her. She didn't even bother to size it, and she's already halfway to paying for it. "Oh, no! Not on my watch!" Lisa thinks. She follows the brunette with only one thing in mind. To get the pair she once again fell in love with.
Foreword
Six million people breathe in this city. Half of which are either married or in a stable relationship, leaving us with three million. Three million people who come from different walks of life and half its populace come from all sorts of crazies. Leaving us with 1.5 million of the citizens in this city. 1.5 million and we're supposed to find the right one. The one we're supposed to love and cherish till death do us part. The one who will sweep us of our feet and take us to live in a castle happily ever after. Sadly for some people, they find themselves trembling to take the risk, resulting to regret. But then again, there are always the people who are not afraid to just go for it. Fortunately for two women they find themselves in this crowded city. Their fates colliding inevitably; they were made for each other after all.
Fate has its way. Playing with people's lives as if it was the most appropriate thing to do. Twisting, turning, bumping, dodging, fate brings the two souls made for each other, but it doesn't get to choose for them. They get to choose if they'll accept or not. They get to choose to stay or not. They are given the choice to love, fate merely makes a way for them to meet. Fate, for these two women, goes by the name Chuck Taylor. Creator of world-renowned shoes, Chuck Taylor All Stars, commonly associated with Converse. He plays fairy godfather and goes Beepity Bopity Boo to get two stubborn women to fall in love. Struggling to get two dysfunctional hearts to beat in sync and make the most harmonious of sounds.
A story of two women. One squirming to make her dreams a reality, the other, realizing that she wanted nothing more than to make all those dreams come true.
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