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Chapter 11 - Butterflies
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Last Year of Seventeen Chapter 12 - Orange Dress
The next and final event followed right after. And once again the guests are back to the viewing deck. August sat on her own this time since Royce will also be part of the game, though he's playing for the other team. I have changed my clothes to a more breathable polo shirt in the color of our team which was navy blue. Dove strutted in front of me with Lancelot. "You really have to put that bitch in her place. She's getting on my nerves." I scoffed, "You started it you know. She has every right to defend herself." "Are you taking her side now?" Dove asked, clearly taken aback. "No. What I meant was– you know what, it doesn't matter. Let's just focus on the match." With that, I left Dove and had Philip march into the waiting crowd. I looked for August once again before the game began. I found her quickly. Her dress is very hard to miss. She was talking with a woman who sat beside her and they were pointing in my direction. I squinted to try and see who that woman was and nearly
Last Year of Seventeen Chapter 13 - Sir Philip and the Rosé
I took August back to the stables where Philp awaits us. He neighed when he saw us and throttled a little out of excitement. "Hi Philip" I greeted him and nozzled his hair. "This is August. August, meet Sir Philip." August in return curtsied, “Nice to meet you Sir Philip,” she said and I couldn’t help but laugh. She turned to me scowling, “What? I think a curtsy fits such a fine and respectable horse.”I took her hand this time and gently placed it on Philips's muzzle to get him acquainted with her scent. Philip smelled her for a bit and then he started licking her hand. "Oh my God that tickles," August said laughing. "Seems like Sir Philip likes you too." I asked August if she wanted to ride Philip. "Would he not throw me off?" She asked. She didn't seem scared, only curious. She got pretty excited when I started to help her up. "I'll be holding him so you don't have to worry." I told her. So August rode Philip, and I was their guide. We walked towards the lesser used area of
Last Year of Seventeen Chapter 14 - Theodore
I got to school really early the following Monday. My body was still reeling from the exhaustion of yesterday’s activity but I just couldn’t stay home any longer. My father has returned from his business trip and the household is once again filled with this ominous aura he seemed to carry wherever he goes. Even the butlers and the maids are feeling strained and are more rigid than usual. My mother on the other hand is trying her best to pretend she’s been well the entire time he was gone and that she’s doing better now that he’s here. We all can see that it was a lie, but my father does not care enough to even pretend his concern. I knew that the moment he lays his eyes on me, it’ll be a none stop conversation of the things I should already know about the business and how if it was Bash, he probably wouldn’t be worrying so much about leaving the company’s future to such incompetent hands.So what’s a guy to do other than drive to school earlier than usual?The Academy looked so diff
Last Year of Seventeen Chapter 15 - Spare Heir
I have successfully avoided my father for the past three days. I leave the house before he is up and return only once he's gone to bed. With him at home, I felt more of a stranger in my house than I ever did before. After schools’ are often spent in Theo's place and sometimes in the Library where August is. Yesterday, I even went with her to her other job as a barista in a quaint, homey bookstore/coffee shop called The Old Scroll. I only insisted on driving her there initially. Which was of course met with defiance but I have learned how to properly negotiate with August. I told her I'd be buying coffee and I'd be leaving a very generous tip. I did buy coffee and then I decided to stay for a little while. And then the little while turned to an hour. And then another. And another. And I told myself I was just killing time but I knew I stayed because I liked being close to August. To keep myself helpful, I did some waiting tables and even entertained buyers by suggesting books they
Last Year of Seventeen Chapter 16 - Double Date
It was August’s turn to decide on our third fake-date, and all I can think of is how we haven’t even completed half of our fake-dating scheme and I am already crushing on her for real. But this is something she doesn’t have to know. It’s something I can just keep forever. “So it’s set!” Gwen declared giddily. The four of us were rounded by the cafeteria and by four, I meant, August and I, as well as Gwen and Royce. “Will you be picking up Auggie or should she just ride with us?” Gwen was asking me a question but I was busy thinking of ways on how I could stop having a crush on August, who was kind enough to gently jab me on my sides to help me refocus. I fluttered my eyes as I felt my consciousness slowly drift back to me. “Sorry, what was that again?” Gwen rolled her eyes, “Ugh. Hello…” she waves her hands in front of my face, “Earth to Henry. Are you here?” “I’m here now,” was my reply. This only gained another eye rolling from Gwen. She answered me anyway, “I was asking if you
Last Year of Seventeen Chapter 17 - I Knew You First
I’ve never seen anyone as calm as August inside the eye of the storm. When we arrived at the hospital, she knew exactly where to go, knew who to talk to, knew what to do. Apparently, her mother ruptured her appendix while she was doing volunteer work, giving free consultations in the lower edge of the city. She suddenly fainted and luckily they got her to the hospital in time for an immediate surgery. The Doctor that August was talking to said that it could have been much worse if she was even five minutes late.“You’re mother is my friend, I won’t let anything bad happen to her.” Dr. Wakovski said and then he gestured to me, “You go ahead and relax and wait this out with your boyfriend.”“Oh,” August started to say. But the doctor was back inside the operating room before she could explain anything more. I tried to hide my smirk, but it was too difficult especially after seeing August blush over that comment. “Stop it.” She said firmly as she walked past me.We haven’t eaten anythin
Last Year of Seventeen Chapter 18 - Peter Pan
The school year is moving faster than I wanted and so is my fake-dates with August. We were already on our fourth one before I even realized it. During our free period, she asked me if I have any plans for our second to the last fake date and I had so many planned out dates but none of them felt like the best suited one considering this is the last one that I will get to choose. “Why don’t you decide this one too and I’ll pick out our very last date instead?” I finally told her. August pondered for a moment, her brows creasing in deep thought. “You swear you’re not going to try something funny on the last date?” She asked. Her eyes filled with uncertainty. After all this time, she still had her inhibitions with me. I smiled and raised my pinky finger, “I swear August. If anything I’m just glad we’re almost done with the first phase of the plan. My friends have been asking me nonstop if you’re in love with me yet.” It was a lie of course. Well, at least the former. I wasn’t close
Last Year of Seventeen Chapter 19 - Little Brother
The day of our fourth fake date has come and I am both excited and terrified. I tell myself that after the fake dates we still have the falling-in-love phase and the break-up. We’ll still have more time. I’ll still have August for a short while. I picked her up in front of her mother’s clinic who waved us goodbye and reminded me of the dinner she still owed. I told Dr. Carline that I am definitely available anytime she wants to invite me over to which August only grunted while pulling me away as quickly as possible. August still smelled of vanilla and it enveloped the inside of my car. It was a scent I have come to be familiar with but still can’t get enough of. I had to consciously wrestle with myself not to get too attached. But I believe it might be too late. When all of this is over, I know I will always crave the scent of vanilla and I won’t be able to breathe it in without thinking of August. “Here, let’s drive to this address.” August said as she handed me a piece of neatly
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