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Chapter One Hundred-Nineteen
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The entire senior year student body is buzzing with excitement and enthusiasm at our upcoming trip to Connecticut. It is a week to the trip now and everything has been confirmed. Parents have been told and their required approval for the two days away trip has been signed and submitted to our principal. At the moment, I, Cassie, Robyn and Ruth, a girl we are friends with although we aren’t close enough for her to be a part of our little trio, are heading to the basketball court where we have been instructed to go to, because Mr Kevin our history teacher and our principal want to address us all. We arrive at the basketball court together with a wave of other students. Everyone goes around getting seats for themselves in the bleachers and we do the same, opting to see together- like we always do. Not too long after everyone has seated themselves, a janitor carries in a dramatic podium and microphone stand to the center of the court, I just know our principal asked him to do that.
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I step out of the girls bathroom after pulling myself together, washing my face and giving myself a pep talk. Honestly, I’m in disbelief. After the initial announce made by Mr Kevin last week in history class about our senior year trip to Connecticut to visit the Connecticut Museum if Culture and History, I thought things were beginning to come together for me. I had started to believe that, indeed my life isn’t over just because I’m going through a bad breakup. But now, this news about the trip not happening anymore is like a reality check slap to the face.I can’t talk about it with Cassie because she didn’t really care much for it in the first place and Robyn was already searching for a way out because she is not a fan of the Connecticut as a whole, but me, I was really hopeful about it. Like, I want to go there so badly that I would be willing to break open my college savings and fund my fare myself, but alas, I am not the only one concerned and no one else is interested enoug
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The hallways are empty, everyone else is in class and the privacy gives me the opportunity and freedom to cry ugly, sobbing, loud, gut wrenching tears. I would balk at my dramatics but the tears I’ve been withholding for weeks all chose to come out to play today for some reason and I have no choice but to just let it out.“I’m so sad, Roman…” I sob out the words like he can fix it. He stays silent but I still feel his big palm gliding over my body. He doesn’t need to say a word, his presence is more than fine. His nearness alone is more comfort that anyone else could offer me. How and when did I get this addicted to him? I don’t know how long we remain like this, me lightly sobbing and him holding me. It could have been mere seconds, or minutes or even an hour but I’m not so good with time when he is near, usually hours go by like seconds when I have him with me. This time is no different. Finally, we break apart from the tight hold we have on each other. I keep my gaze down,
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Roman’s POV I turn the corner leaving Lindsey, a part of me warns me not to, to bring her along with me but I can’t. I don’t want her being privy to what I’m doing or about to do. It’s crazy. It shows quite obviously the lengths I’m willing to go to make her happy and I don’t want her knowing how far the hold she has on me stretches, it’s pretty damn long. I take all the corners that leads me to the office of the principal of Rixon high. When I step into the archway I’m greeted first by his secretary, Gretchen. “Mr Masters” She startles out at seeing me suddenly appear here. I don’t make a habit at coming here and only do when I decide, since I’ve never been summoned to the principal office, he wouldn’t dare. “Is he inside?” I ask her impatiently, nodding to the principal’s office. Then I add, “Good afternoon by the way” just because I’m not a rude little shit and she’s is old enough to give birth to me. “Good afternoon dear, she responds. Then she hesitates before including,
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On Wednesday evening, every senior year student of Rixon High is sent a general email from our principal informing us that the school trip to Connecticut is happening after all. Supposedly, the school board were able to squeeze out some money to fund the trip after all. The day before the d-day, our mom takes Leo and I out for lunch at one of the fancy restaurants in Rixon hills. Surprisingly, she is being rather emotional at the thought of us going away for a few days. “It’s only going to be for a few days, mom” I tell her to console and ease her worries. I hear her release an exhale with a worried expression still on her face, “I know. But I can’t help it. My babies are traveling without me for the first time” she responds. Uncaring as always, Leo scoffs out a short laugh which he quickly hides with the guise of a cough after I give him a subtle kick under the table of the restaurant where we are eating at. I give him a glare and he shrugs. “It’s not like we are not used
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We all pile up in a queue to enter the fancy bus that has been made available by our school to take us to the airport. The drive to the airport is brief. I sat with Robyn since Cassie opted to sit with Case. I just know she won’t have time for me, she intends to spend as much of the two days alone with Case. Cassie’s parents are strict and she is not allowed nights away so it’s very difficult for her to get to spend much time with Case. I hope they both have a fun time, I for one will be busy getting myself acquainted with the history and arts in Connecticut.When we get to the airport, we are ushered in the direction we should go to for our flight by Nr Kevin. We draw so much attention and many passerby are staring at us. I don’t blame them, nearly one hundred teens walking together will merit attention. I look around, noticing familiar faces but I can’t find my brother, Leo. I have been discreetly searching for him since we got to the bus but haven’t caught so much of a glance o
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“Oh shit…” I whisper as I close my eyes and brace myself for the pain. Halfway to the ground, something grabs at the thin material of my crop top, stopping my fall. However it must not be my lucky day because in the course of my being pulled back up with the hold on my top, the fabric of the thin material slackens and tears sending me back to the floor. “Lindsey!” I hear Leo yell out with fright. So he does care about me… good to know. I’m a hairs breadth away from kissing the ground when the hold on my torn shirt goes round my ribcage and lifts me back up. I can suddenly feel both my feet stable on the pavement, I open my eyes and come in contact with the bright blue eyes that has been plaguing my dreams for weeks. Roman. It’s like everything else ceases to exit at that point, I don’t want to go over myself, but the way he stares at me right now contradicts how he spoke to me last week. While his words had conveyed that he wanted nothing more to do with me, his eyes now te
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To everyone’s delight we are told by Mr Kevin that each of us can partner up or solo explore Connecticut on our own for the first day. So after settling into the hotel suites, it empties out again within minutes. “You’re leaving as well?” I ask Cassie casually. She stuffs her phone and wallet into her tiny purse. “Yeah, I am. Case is showing me around the town” She responds. I raise a brow in question at that, “He is? I never knew he was familiar enough with Connecticut to show anyone around” Cassie pauses from fluffing her ponytail and gives me a look, “Are you jealous, Lin? You can go hang out with Robyn in her room. I’m just so desperate to spend time alone with Case” she explainsI snort, I’m not bothered by her leaving anyway. “I’m just curious, have fun” I conclude and wave at her as she grins and leaves. I hadn’t planned to do anything our first day here because I had thought today would be the day we toured the Connecticut Museum of History and Culture but now that plans
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