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Truth and Lies

Chapter 2 .

Word Count: 1113    |    Released on: 25/07/2022

ctually talking about, I can tell he was

e. I'm instantly taken aback by the magnificent stone structures, which a

ving them hugs and kisses, groups of freshmen wearing full WCU uniforms, and a few lone, lost individ

ion together. The entire three hours, my mother maintain

sure everything is in order. Her disapproving gaze scowls across the outdated structure. She alwa

ild. She cries, rubbing behind her eyes carefully so as not to smear her makeup, "I just c

tunate to spot a big B painted on the wall. My mothe

, and some of my favorite books so Noah won't have t

walking we do. I insert the key into the old wooden door at the end of

entually find the source of my mother's shock: a wall covered in music posters fo

, eyes that appear to be coated with inches of black e

ng. "Steph here." When Noah's eyes are fixed on her chest, she sits up on her elbows, c

Tessa," with all of my ma

o WCU, where the parties are large

she observes the three scared looks in front o

es my body with her frail arms. I'm briefly stunned by her adoration, but I thank her for her thoughtfulness. Immediately after

" Before she can say goodbye, th

the female dorms? Washington Centra

face is covered in pain, so I may presume that her thoughts have followe

of brown in the straight-up style of his blonde hair. His arms are cov

manage to say,

ing me not to appear so anxious. "You'll adore this place." Desp

bed, "I'm ready, gentlemen. The tall boy with brown

fts to his arms, which are completely covered in tattoos as I go down his black T-shirt. His seem all black, gray, and white, unli

but instead he keeps quiet, rolls his eyes in irritation,

ing about him makes it difficult for me to take my eyes away from his face. I fi

r all, that i

walk out. I took a deep breath out. To say that the recent

shut, my mother screams,

l this will turn out either, but the last thing I want on my first day of college is for my controlling

to one shoulder but still has every curl in tact, contrasts sharply with the rage on her f

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