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Chapter 10: Between French and Fallout

Author: Kayblissz
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-26 08:31:36

By the time we stepped through the front doors of Ravenshollow High, the bell had already rung, and the corridors had mostly emptied.

Being late wasn't my thing-not at my old school, not here. But somewhere between Sebastian's words and the long walk through gray morn, the air, we'd both forgotten to care about the clock.

The scent of over-bleached hallways and old textbooks still clung to the air. Lockers clanged in the distance, a teacher's voice floated from an open classroom, and someone's music leaked from their earbuds just loud enough to catch the beat.

I moved through it all like a ghost in borrowed skin.

"See you in third," Sebastian murmured, peeling off toward the science wing with a brief glance over his shoulder.

I had just turned the corner toward my locker when a burst of energy rounded the opposite hall. A girl in full school colors, red and black windbreaker, glossy curls bouncing, nearly collided with me.

"Whoa! You're Noah, right?" she asked, bright-eyed and
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