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my life was
my life that I trusted, believed in, and planned my future around was already unravel
Lockers slammed. Somebody laughed too loud near the stairwell. A group of freshers ran past me like th
red to be coming, and I'd spent half the night sketching a little surprise for him, something special, something that sa
olid. We
arsing what I'd say when I saw him. maybe I'd tease him for not text
I felt it. A
looked-for, stealing the air from my lungs. My way
g inside me felt his presence, the way you smell a storm before the
Star quarterback. Golden
short cheer skirt, her fingers fisted in his jersey. She laughed voc
at first. This could n't be
" she murmured, her
you, " Ma
was n't a mistake, no
e world we
opped so viol
y cognizance chimed. The air smelled awry, too sweet, t
the piecemeal. " Stop it. You know we can't
easily. " She's never late.
't loud. It was n't dram
s eyes met mine, and the c
" What are you - " I d
eryone watched. I refused to cry, to supplica
me, drowning out the stitch in my chest. My f
a fitted shirt, and progressed than most scholars, but not by mu
uld suppose
ulders and pulle
d - met mine just long enough
d him. It wa
and raw defiance. My lips pressed to his, my hands puls
everythin
est, spreading presto, begirding around my heart like it had alway
breathless second,
down, my leg
us like his world h
look bac
to English class with my head d
und the room until the
seats. " I
s. It w
d kissed in
lips had burne
he front of t
mly, his blue eyes locking onto mine.
oom s
d given my f
y pro
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