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Rich was at Fynn's house, doing what? Fynn, our teacher was dead and someone had shot him in the head. Rich watched me attentively, as if I was afraid that I would be scared. -How? "I wanted to know." "Well," he laughed a little nervous, "I wanted to do something good for you, I wanted to talk to Fynn and ask him to give you more time and not reprove you but it was useless, Fynn was a very strict teacher." I felt a little relief when he told me that, my mind was already betraying me with bad things, things that I know Rich wouldn't do. I smiled shyly and approached him to hug him, his smell invaded my nostrils. I liked feeling it so much, feeling his perfume, his hands around me. I realized that I was falling in love more and more about Rich, it was something I couldn't stop, it was something very strong and intense. I was scared, very afraid because my bad thoughts tortured me by telling me that Rich will one day get bored of me and leave me. "Thank you for wanting to help me," I mur
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"Rich, we should go back inside," I groaned in his ear. We were still in the stands of the training camp, we kissed and talked about things, but it had been a long time, maybe two hours and we had not entered to find out if there were classes or not. At that moment my cell phone started ringing on a call. I snorted and took it out of my bag. It was Kyle. "Who calls you?" He wanted to know, stroking my thighs. "It's Kyle," I replied. "I won't answer." "V, maybe he's worried." "Leave those things aside then." Rich took the cell phone and accepted the call but gave it to me, even though I signaled him not. I rolled my eyes and finally replied: "Hello?" "V, where are you?" I knew what happened to a teacher, I'm worried. "I'm fine, in college." I stressed Rich's hair. It smelled so good, I had become very accustomed to this smell. His eyes, his nose, his mouth. This man had me crazy, I felt that I fell in love more and more with every second that passed. Rich's way of seeing me, as if it w
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I stopped the car, without leaving, just watching Kyle. He was standing, without expressions on his face, but he didn't see me but Rich, he looked at him with a kind of hate. "Are they your bags?" Asked Rich, a little anxious. I know this because his hands began to rub each other in a desperate way. Also his leg went from top to bottom. "Your father wants you to go." "I suppose so," I answer, because the truth doesn't surprise me. Kyle had never been a good father, maybe I don't remember what happened years ago but I only know that he never fights enough for his family, he gives up the first one, he is so cowardly that I hate him for that and more things. I wish my sister was here, but instead I have to be with this man who is called my father. "It can't be," Rich murmured, still anxious. "You can't leave, v, tell him not to take you away." I looked at Rich, taking his hands to calm down a little. "Easy, you're having a kind of anxiety attack." I will not go anywhere. The corner of hi
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My alarm clock alarm goes off, making an annoying noise that causes me to jump up and down in my bed, opening my eyes in the process, but I close them a second later, mentally cursing the creator of alarm clocks. Especially that one that sounded so loud that I imagine all the neighbors hear it.The horrible Monday had arrived, it was the middle of the semester. There were still months to go and I was praying for that to happen, to be able to escape the suffering that was high school. I reached out my hand, turning off the noisy thing and sat up in bed, rubbing my eyes and giving a little yawn. For some reason I stare at a shoe in the corner of my room, seconds pass and I wonder what I'm doing.Half an hour after showering and putting on my usual baggy gray clothes, I grab my backpack and get ready to leave my room to go to the kitchen for breakfast. The first thing I see is Dad making toast, but I think he's burned one because I hear him curse."Everything okay?"I ask, hiding a smile,
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As I left in the direction of the cafeteria, I was confronted with a somewhat... disconcerting scene. I actually stood still in the same place, observing what was in front of me. I don't know if what I felt was disappointment or sadness.My sister was making out with a boy, but it wasn't just any boy. It was Colton Dashner. My legs wouldn't follow orders, as my mind was on the two of them, the picture from before, was that my sister in that picture? My sister didn't wear glasses, or maybe she did.I snapped back to reality when I felt someone pass me pushing my arm, making me stagger. Loren walked past me smiling cheekily and then left with her friends. I took a deep breath and hurried to walk, as I almost passed Angelique and Colton, they parted. Colton looked at me. He was watching me, I gave him a quick glance at the time I passed him, feeling like that moment was passing in slow motion.He's with my sister, so get him out of your head Monique, you're not good enough for him or any
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Colton broke away from me immediately and looked out the window."Shit" he cursed, putting the knife in his back pocket. "The police are out front, you have to come down.""What?" I was scared now, I didn't want to get involved with cops or anything like that. Colton was desperate, but not that desperate, he was calm in spite of everything. What am I supposed to tell him?"Make something up, if they ask for me...." He watched me carefully... "You'll say what you think best." He stepped back and sat on the edge of my bed, leaning his back against the back of it. "That's if: you haven't seen me, you don't even know me."The doorbell rang again. I was stunned, lying to the police is a crime, however, I remembered that Dad would be coming and if he looked at the police he would be alarmed.I nodded, adjusting my glasses, gave Colton a quick glance and then left my room. I walked down the stairs with trembling feet and went to open the door. Two policemen stood in front of me."Good evenin
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When I set foot in that house a smell of cigarettes and alcohol invaded my nostrils, people dancing, the dim lighting prevented me from seeing a little, there were lights of all colors as in a disco, the truth had only attended one in my life. I felt glances at me, the house was big, I could see the stairs at the entrance that led to the second floor, I could also notice some high school kids.-Don't get lost," Victor whispered very close to my ear. I immediately turned to them, Colton Dashner was leaning against a wall, putting his foot on it, smoking a cigarette, while he was watching me, analyzing me. -Do you want something to drink?-Water, please," I raised my voice to make it audible.Victor laughed, and I could tell Colton snorted.-How about something stronger? Like... A beer? -Victor insisted.I had never tasted a beer in my life and I won't either, I just came following a guy to find out what he was up to, but at that moment I realized something more important, and that was
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The alarm on my alarm clock has been going off about three more times for quite a while now. I squeeze my eyes shut and tell myself I won't wake up again. I manage to sit up in bed and rub my eyes. My hair must be a mess since I feel it all over my face. I get up, head to the bathroom and take a quick shower.When I get out I head to my closet, I decide on some black pants, baggy obviously, a long sleeved shirt and some converse in white. I comb my hair, leaving it loose and put on my glasses. I tidy my desk, putting pencils and some notebooks in my bag. When I'm ready I glance in the mirror. I bite my lower lip since it doesn't show my true figure and, before I walk out the door, my eyes fall on my bedroom window, which has the curtain drawn, revealing Colton's room.He's not in bed so I guess he's getting ready for school. I push him aside, open my door and head downstairs. Downstairs Dad prepares some meat pies, Angelique is already sitting in her place, eating breakfast. I drop my
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