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He frowned, “it’s Finn, your bestie. Damn that accident must’ve shaken up your brain a bit.” I shook my head, “I remember things just fine.” Aria looked up at him, “he doesn’t remember us.” I began to grow frustrated with these people who claimed to know me. Groans came from the other cots and two guys with brown hair both got up at almost the same time. The one with the darker hair spoke first, “looks like everyone is alright.” Aria gave him a sad smile, “Zach has amnesia.” He let out a disbelieving laugh, “you’re joking.”

she asked with an amused expression as he gathered the sticky brown streaked towel together and walked into the bathroom beside her. “It’s a custard dessert, really quite good. I think you’d like it, especially the way my mum makes it.” “I don’t want to eat anything called a spotted dicke. It sounds more like something a doctor needs to look at.” “Very funny, Miss Dennis,” he scolded, gently slapping her bare bottom. Sandra giggled, then turned on the faucet to the shower and stepped in.

What if he was going? What if people talked again? My stomach flipped. Before I could spiral any further, my phone buzzed in my hand again — but this time with a name that made my heart do something dramatic and stupid. Noah Carter. I froze. Then forced myself to be normal. Cool. Chill. (Which meant staring at the name for a solid ten seconds without moving.) He was just sending a meme. Some dumb video of a cat falling off a counter too dramatically. But then: Noah:

The woman’s face turned unsightly with anger, “How dare you make such foolish jokes?!” “Mom, I'm serious. My sister is alive, look!” She opened her Chatme app and fetched the video she had saved earlier, and passed the phone to her mother, “Take a look at it, Mom.” The woman accepted the phone and watched the video. Seeing who it was, she jolted, and the phone fell from her trembling fingers. “N…no, this is not true! Anamika is dead!!” the woman wiggled her head in denial. She refused to believe it.

Suddenly it clicked — he wanted us to watch a movie. He turned to me, his lips curling into a soft, sincere smile. “From what I’ve heard, memories aren’t about the biggest, the richest, or the most extravagant things. They’re about the little moments two people willing to start fresh share — the simple things that make them happy.” His hand found mine, holding it gently. I blinked, caught off guard by the depth of his words.

I clicked on the message and it took me back to my page. ‘Kai gets grounded. Epic fail!’ I closed my eyes briefly. That was low, even for her. Her comment got a lot of laughing emojis and I switched my phone off. Thanks a lot, Mom. I had no idea why she was so upset. Mr. Jones got what he deserved.

I'm grateful for the government of the day and for this opportunity to hear from the people but we shouldn't open our doors and our ears to hear crabs and nonsense from gangsters. He spoke so calmly due to his age as he stretched his hands to Jefsexy and his crew. “How on earth do you ever imagine a man fucking a man and it seats down well with you?." “The anus isn't meant for fucking but for you to used it for your damned poop.” “ It's so irritating and disgusting when ever I hear a man will have the audacity to fuck a fellow man man.” Mr. Kitty said a little bit loud as his voice began to show his anger gradually.

I didn’t have the words to say; not only because I knew they were a lie, but because I just for the life of me could not bring myself to say them for the sake of it. Instead, I rolled my eyes, then shoved my phone into my pocket. Maya gave me a discreet smile, then grabbed me by my arm. “Tell me, who’s the boy making you smile like this?” “B-boy?” I let out a sound that felt and sounded both like a scoff and a chuckle; even though it came out airy and forced. “There’s no b-boy…I just…it was a simple meme; that’s all.” I rolled my eyes for good measure, then shoved my phone into the pocket of my uniform’s skirt. That, however, only seemed to make her even more suspicious.

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I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,