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"What's gotten into your foul mood?" Alec asked as he dribbled the basketball repeatedly against the concrete of the school track and field.Rolling my eyes, I gulped down the energy drink I was holding before I acknowledged his presence. "And why are you here? As I remember, you don't play any sports for our school.""I need to talk to you," he said, gripping the ball between his hands."You always need to talk to me. Tell me, Alec. You sneaked into my room not because of Xander, right?" I questioned suspiciously. Alec would never let himself get into trouble just because Xander asked for help. He was better than being his chained puppy.Letting out a sigh, he looked at me apologetically then he glanced over his shoulder. The cheerleading squad was on break, stretching their muscles before our dance routine so he was free to annoy me. Well, maybe it was good that he was bothering me, or else I would just stare longingly at the soccer field which was being occupied by the soccer team,
half/closer [GL] half/17
The night was already mysterious. The moon was hiding in the clouds like a shy maiden refusing to expose her beauty but some stars were confidently blazing between the massive mist of the nightfall. The autumn was fairly bitter, however, inside the tree house, the dancing flame warmed the air, bringing me a sense of protection.It was already two thirty-four and I was still wide awake, resisting to get any sleep because of wanting to appreciate the time with Khloe. It was already weekend so I wasn't bothered about getting up late tomorrow. Mom would always let me sleep until ten on a Saturday morning so it was safe to say that everything was going to be fine, I believe.Though I insisted to wash the dishes, Khloe refused and shoved me lightly towards the unfinished canvas of her father instead."Try to end my misery with that," she jeered before going back to her tiny kitchen.I scoffed, crossing my arms as I looked at her in disbelief. "I do the work but it's your misery?""Oh c'mon,
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Did you ever have a feeling of never-ending joy in your heart? That no matter what terrible things come in your way, the enormous bliss is still in you, blooming and soaring in each part of your soul?Well, I was definitely filled with this unexplainable feeling.My weekend started at dawn. After that night out at the lake, driving back to the treehouse and then those dramatic confessions, Khloe and I had fallen into sleep with affectionate smiles on our lips, only to be bombarded with a call at five in the morning.It was my father who was asking me where I was and demanding me to go back home before he calls for a search party. Khloe was worried but I felt odd.Contentment with no regret— that's how I felt as Khloe drove me back home.Because damn, it was all worth it. I've got to hear her say she liked me too. My feelings were reciprocated finally and all I wanted to do once I entered our house, was to embrace my parents and tell them how happy I was.However, it wasn't my scene. D
half/closer [GL] half/19
Time.They say it's an illusion invented by humans dividing our present, past, and future. It was designed because of our need to measure the cycle of life. Who even decided that there are sixty seconds in a minute, sixty minutes in an hour, and twenty-four hours in a day?For me, it's the concept of reality, inspiring us to live. It's a system that resides before the day you were born and preserves even after your death. It's an endless indication of beginning and end yet time itself does not have a beginning nor an end.In summary, time does not exist.However, perpetual change does.Like how the petals falling off each day, the trees and flowers no longer bloom after spring, cold winds during autumn, grey sky, and harsh droplets against my glass window. Winter was coming with the dead.Because my mind was already begging to die of boredom.I'd been working my brain out about what I could possibly do on Wednesday of our first week of winter break. During this season, I would usually
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"Are you insane?!"Giving her a sharp look, I gripped the ski poles in my hand, keeping my patience in check. We ignored Alec who was hollering in excitement as he slid through the snow surface ahead of us."Ry, this is Khloe we're talking about," Arisa exclaimed before detaching her boots from her ski plates. "She's-she's a bad news and of all people, you clearly knew that she loves to play tricks. I swear, Ry! I swear that you're gonna get hurt.""Love hurts, A," I defended, pulling the helmet off my head and carried my equipment.My best friend frowned. "Love? Oh gosh, Ry! Listen to yourself. You sound like a poet worshipping her lover."I rolled my eyes and began to head back to the luxurious chalet Arisa rented for tonight's party. Hiding my hands into the front pockets of my ski jacket, I roamed my eyes around the icy resort, hoping I could find my girlfriend. It had been two hours since the party started but I didn't see even a strand of her hair yet."You can't love her, Ry,"
half/closer [GL] half/21
"Sorry."Khloe's word shot me up from my sketch paper. With a questioning look, I stopped from doodling my art portfolio website wireframe, baffled why my girlfriend had apologized suddenly, out of nowhere. We were working together in the public library, agreeing that we should give more effort for our goals now that my parents had allowed me to take anything I want for my future."What are you sorry for?"Khloe looked down at her art concept with a frown. "Because I'm not a good girlfriend."I gasped lightly at her statement. "Why would you think of that?""Well, If I was more deserving individual, it will be easier for you. Your parents wouldn't be against the thought of me with you and your best friend would be more accepting."I sighed, placing my pencil on the table. "Klo, of all people, you're the one who's supposed not to give a shit about their opinion."Her overwhelming eyes found its way to mine. "Yes, I don't give a shit about what they think of me but this is different bec
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"So how did you and Khloe happen?"Harry's questioned dragged my attention from the raw chicken I was holding with my plastic-covered hands. I looked up only to see all eyes were already staring at me and my girlfriend. Although Arisa appeared to be uninterested, I knew that she was also curious."It just happened," Khloe simply answered, then she flipped the barbecued chicken kebab on the grilling machine expertly. Of course, being a gentleman, Harry insisted to help us while I was the one piercing the marinated chicken, mushroom and peppers into the wooden stick.Apparently, the royals, meaning Arisa, Quinn, and Jane, were waiting for us to serve them. They were just sitting around the fire pit, clad in winter clothing, having a silent battle among themselves. It was already evening and the temperature was getting colder but nonetheless, snow was still out since yesterday."Oh c'mon, please give us some details. We're going to fly back home tomorrow so at least, give me something to
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"Khloe is so weak!" Arisa exclaimed as she threw off her arms in frustration.Watching as she paced back and forth in my art studio, I pondered why I told her the truth. Instead of saying: 'yeah, she's fantastic', why did I tell her 'no, we've not done it yet'? However, trying to be a decent girlfriend which meant getting through the right process of wholesome commitment, I stood my ground and declared my sexual status with my girlfriend to my friends."How could she do this to you?" Arisa burst out in disbelief as she placed her hand on her hip."When was the last time you've done it, Ry?" Bailey asked as she scanned one of my paintings on the wall.I rolled my eyes. "Do I have to answer that?""Yes, absolutely!" Arisa hissed. "Because you're being ridiculous right now. You guys talk about love but you're still not at that point of paradise."I leaned against the leather couch, crossing my arms over my chest with a huff. "Oh yeah, how about you and Quinn? When exactly did you guys do
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