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21 | Fireworks

Plinio's POV:“Celeste?”My eyes open as wide as the door. I think the alcohol has finally kicked in. Celeste is standing in front of me in a denim straight skirt, white cross stitch sweater, black leg warmers, and black Chelsea boots.A dark blue bandana is on the top of her head tied in a small bow and her ever-black hair is tumbling down to her waist. There is a mix of expressions on her face; joy, sadness, confusion but discomfort stands out in that contorted smile on her glossy lips.“Pizarro or Coronado?”Her abrupt question makes me lift my eyebrow. Then it clicks in my head what she’s talking about. About that history test, of course.

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22 | Strange and stranger

Plinio's POV: Christmas break is over and Celeste is breaking her own rule of not being seen together with me. When she said that we should be friends, I thought that we won't be rude to each other anymore and just get along for the sake of our study sessions. But Celeste has been sitting across from me in literature's class, comes to my locker and hands me the algebra exercises she has solved, and even walks to the library with me, side by side. "Why is Angel talking to him?" "Why is Nio not shoving her away?" These are the kind of whispers with the wide-eyed stares I have been hearing for the last few days. At first, I ignored them, like I always do, b

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23 | Cool breeze

Plinio's POV: Today is the day of the week I rarely talk; Sunday because I have no one to talk to. I clean the mess in my apartment and put the coat Aunt Mary gave me in a bag to return the next time I visit her. While changing the bed sheet, I even find my hands-free that had disappeared a month ago. To my sheer luck, they are working just fine. Coming out of the kitchen, my eyes fall on the painting Celeste brought for me. These shades really suit the white aura of this whole room. I wonder if she painted it specifically for me or if she just painted it randomly. Of course, I wasn't the one in her mind. It would be surreal then. At the bottom right corner, her initials are written in blue paint. I didn't notice it before

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24 | Signing with the sexy

Plinio's POV: "This library isn't helping me concentrate at all," this is what Celeste had said half an hour ago and I thought maybe agreeing with her and studying at Sips and Dips would help her study better. But boy, was I wrong. "The sculptures of debris at the museum were dope." She comments. It's been ten minutes since she's trying to solve that five-minute test. "I wanted to fetch my canvas and paint it then and there." "Celeste," I put my hand over the test in front of her. "Plinio, you're not letting me study," she tries to pull out the sheet of paper. "Look at me for a second," I tell her but she does not listen. There's something off about her

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25 | Changing weathers

Celeste's POV: "How does Nio even know how to help, let alone in algebra?" Being someone who knows each and everything about my life, I thought Kevin would understand. But I am proven wrong. He didn't even try. Instead, Kevin mocked me saying that Plinio is just acting to be nice around me and will show his true colors sooner or later. "For God's sakes, Angel, he's a bully!" But so am I. My mind bullies my body. Would Kevin break up with me for this reason? Kevin knows what everyone at school thinks of me; a golden girl with rich parents and not many cares except good grades. I am a liar. Why does Kevin support me in this lie? Kevin has helped me in mor

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26 | What I did

Plinio's POV: Is it a crush, admiration, or some silly infatuation? This question did not let sleep embrace me the whole night and kept me turning my sides or maybe it is the outcome that is bugging me. Whatever it is, Celeste has definitely moved something inside me. I feel drawn to her and no girl has ever made me feel this way before. There haven't been many girls in my life either, just some random one-night stands. And Celeste is different. Chances are, it is her alien personality that's attracting me. With that conclusion been derived, I decide to go back to my normal routine, my ways before I met Celeste. And to bring back that careless attitude, I reach the school earlier today, just to escape meeting Celeste at my

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27 | Choices

Plinio's POV: I can see her walking towards the door, towards me. She has not seen me yet but I can see her clearly. She's wearing a maroon apron with Kent embroidered with white thread at the top left corner. Her lips are pursed with distress. It is both mind-boggling and relaxing to see her, all my raging nerves have calmed down and I know exactly where I have to be; beside her. She pushes open the glass door and once she has spotted me, she stands in front of me, folding her arms. "What?" She snaps and despite the anger in her tone, it still sounds like a melody. But then her eyes widen with horror and it confuses. I look behind if there's someone bu

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28 | Damages

Plinio's POV: Could I have hidden and not run with Celeste? Of course not. But she said I had a choice and according to her I made the decision to take the risk. If it's possible to rewind the day to where she knocked down the thief, I would still grab her hand and do the same thing again. And again. I can, and I always will take the risk for Celeste. But how can there be a choice every single time? It is bound to run out one way or another. For starters, when Ryder passed that nasty remark about me and I beat him to a pulp, going to the detention center after that, could I not keep walking and just ignore him? Or that

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29 | Try

Celeste's POV: "I lost the match, Celeste. I lost and I'm not sad about it." "What match?" I ask Plinio, pulling the phone to my other ear and looking out of the dirty window of the taxi. "I am so happy that I could jump if I had the energy to. Ow!" "Why are you happy and in pain too? Plinio?" I exclaim through the phone. This boy will drive me insane. "And where are you?" "So many questions, Celeste," he laughs. "I'll be found in my bed for a few days now." "Plinio, you did not get into another fight, right?" I ask only to receive a guilty silence from the other side. "I'll be at your place in ten mi

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30 | Moment for me

Plinio's POV:I don't remember the last time someone made soup for me or stayed beside me or listened to me talk till I slept.I want to believe Celeste in all that she says about hope, second chances, and everything else she told me last night. But when I look at myself in the mirror and look at the reflection of my eyes, I see everything I've done wrong and everything that I could have done differently. Now there's no going back.I am rubbing the hard-boiled egg on the swellings and it's actually soothing. Better than ice even. It has just approved my opinion of never negating Celeste's idea. She is so f*cking nice to me it hurts. She had left a note for me on my study table."Just keep breathing," it reads.

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