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She brushes her hands down the sides of her pencil skit, then turns to Kurt with the intent of fixing his clothes, but he brushes her off. ‘’Good morning,’’ the girl comes in breathing hard. I hope I am not too late. I missed the train and had to walk.’’ ‘’No, you are right on time.’’ She gives a smile and extends a hand. ‘’My name is Fiona, I applied for the position to be a barista.’’ I give her a firm handshake, then lead her over to one of three desks that are set up in the space. ‘’Please take a seat.’’

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My body is still large according to my height which is 5'3. 'I'm fat and ugly.' I sighed helplessly and get dressed in ten minutes. 'I guess I don't need make-up. after all, what's the use of all makeup If I will be still ugly.' My thoughts were interrupted by the ping of my phone. Shaking my head I browsed through my Facebook account and found a new text message from my new FB friend. I remember his name was Remo or something, I have accepted his friend request in February, yet we never chatted. Back in January 2012, I have commented on a post that had his image posted because of some competition. and I found him cute. His eyes were beautiful, it almost felt like his eyes were saying severa

They both guessed it could turn bad, but weren’t completely sure. Fiona spent the better part of the evening pouring through her books in search of information to help her understand the consequences of his actions. As she flipped through the pages of the musty, leather bound book he noticed had a peculiar group of interlocking circles on its cover, she expelled an enormous sigh combined with a groan and rested her elbows on the table top with her face buried in the palm of her hands. The room was quiet enough to hear a squirrel scurrying across the porch outside the open window. After an excruciating and interminable silence, Fiona pulled her hands away from her face and sat back, straighte

muttered Sumico excitedly. Sumico went on taking a look at Hanny’s other romance novels one by one until she reached a book – not a novel, but it got the similar size with a novel. The title was tickling, somewhat queer, strange, and scary. Sumico turned the book back to read the synopsis for a while.

Why was that? "Did I offend you by any chance, Fifi?" Faith widened her eyes at this. " Of course not! We have only met. How could you have offended me? What a question?" Shaking her head, she turned away and muttered under her breath," It's because of you that I cannot read and now I am imagining Mr Darcy with you face. " "You said something?" "No. Nothing." Seeing that she was not required to take the guest around the campus anymore, Faith decided she could return to finishing off her book. Of course, it wasn't as if she had not read Pride and Prejudice but she particularly enjoyed reading the book.

I murmured, shaking off the frown and shifting a book with a cliche title out of the way. “What is bothering you?” I flipped a book for its blurb. “Nothing, r-really.” “There is clearly something on your mind,” he pushed. His book lay discarded on the table beside him, like he hadn’t been in the middle of a chapter. His eyes — as piercing as ever — bore into me; I had little chance of brushing it off this time. I drew in a sharp breath and dared to meet his gaze. “What’s… going to happen when w-we get back to America?”

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“I didn’t hear you coming. Did I wake you?” “I was already awake,” I half lied “Who were you on the phone with?” I asked again. “You’ll never believe it when I tell you,” she said, excitement all over her face. This time I couldn’t fight the smile, but I managed to turn it into a smirk. “Try me,” I responded, waiting for her to continue. “Kimberly Allen. A publisher for Fable Magazine!” I rose my brows at her words. Fable Magazine was a very famous online magazine. A lot of young people enjoy that magazine, but they have something for everyone, so the older generation dabbles with it as well.