Le FanFiction di IsAry

Fourth Chapter – Expo? Studying for final exams was horrible. Studying for final exams of my final year was stressful. Studying for final exams of my final year at the end of the hottest May in Malibù was both and the summer holiday weren’t coming fast enough for my taste. I was also still waiting for my acceptance letter from the “Photography and Art School” of New York and I was nervous like I have never been before. Chloe, Rachel and I were seated on the big white sofa at my house with air conditioning at full speed and the coffee table covered by books trying to study… Well, Rachel and I were trying while my blue headed best friend was fooling around with her smartphone. “Chloe, could you stop please? We are trying to not fail our final exams so we can go to university next year!” I said exasperated giving my friend a hard look while her girlfriend hitted her with a thick book: “And you could study too so you would have a chance to pass.” “I don’t need to study,...

Second Chapter – Alone Again? The sun was setting disappearing behind the ocean, an orange glow colored the white walls of my room and I could hear some birds singing from the tree in front of my window. I was sitting cross-legged on my bed and I was playing a melanchonic melody with my guitar. It had already been 50 days since I was in the past with my soulmate and I was feeling lonely. I missed Steve so much, just one day with him wasn’t enought for me, but everything I tried to travel back in time again had failed and I was stuck in my present. A present where my soulmate was dead. Chloe and Rachel had tried to help me in every way possible, but if I couldn’t do something about it with the power to control time that I have, what could they do? Obviously, I didn’t say anything to them. I was greatful for their support, but sometime it wasn’t enough. My Stark phone buzzed near my left knee and I put aside my guitar to grasp it. There was a message from my blue-headed b...

First Chapter – Soulmate When my hand touched his, some kind of energy sparkled in my fingers, travelled through my arm and spread in all my body with a tingling sensation. It was a strange feeling, but also a good one. Like a chain reaction, his eyes were immediately in mine and I couldn’t look away even if I wanted to. I knew why I was feeling strange, I recognized the name because it was tattoed on my right shoulder’s skin since I was ten, but it was impossible for this guy to be HIM. He died in 1945 in a plane crash in the Artic and I’ve seen pictures of him and this little guy is too thin and too short to be the same man. “What...” he stammered without breaking our eye contact: “What did you say your name was?” “Maxime.” I took a deep breath before talking again, I knew what he wanted to hear: “Maxime Maria Stark.” His eyes grew even more if it was possible when he heard my full name, they seemed baseballs and in that moment I knew that he was the Steve Rogers, my so...

Prologue “Max! Max, wait for me!” I turned around and saw my blue-headed best friend Chloe running toward me with her bag on her shoulder. She was pulling her girlfriend Rachel behind her, but the beautiful girl didn’t seem to mind. “I stopped, Chloe. You don’t have to shout.” I said with a sigh when they stopped by my side. “She thinks that you will dump us to go snap some photo at the museum again.” told me Rachel giving her soulmate a side glance and ignoring the frown that appeared on said girl. “It happened just that one time! I promised I would go with you to the park and I would make some photo for your photobook, so don’t worry Chloe. I keep my promises.” I started to walk again with my friends and together walked through the park in front of our high school to reach the parking area where Chloe truck was parked. My name is Maxime Stark if you were wondering about it and the girls with me are Chloe Price and Rachel Amber. We are in the same classes at schoo...