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Chapter 6
"Oh. So-sorry. I didn't mean to bump into you," I apologized, stuttering slightly.
The boy that stood before me looked intimidating enough to get me stuttering. Baylor Allantoi was partially still a new student that transferred to our school the previous year, arriving within the same time range as Andrew Penna. He was in a senior class and might as well as being from another planet. He didn't play on any sports teams, didn't go to football games, and mostly kept to himself, other than his occasional outings with the skateboarder guys who often ditched classes to smoke cigarettes near the service entrance of the school's cafeteria. He smoldered of danger and mystery and had an actual tattoo, and it wasn't some silliness he had given himself with a marker and a pin. Teachers despised him and most kids, sophomores especially feared him. His senior class arrangement was a curious arrangements of the required gym class period, wood shop, auto body wo
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When Shelly pulled in front of my house, few hours later in the evening, my heart ached a little when I noticed that neither my parents nor Dane's car was in the driveway. Then, it was already few minutes past nine. Entering a dark house by myself was my least favorite part of any day. I wished Shelly could hang around for a little longer before she had to drop Tamara off at the next street. At least, I thought, Buttercup would be happy to see me."See you tommorow, Lisa!"Behind me, as I proceeded into our yard, my friends called out to me. I turned around and waved not so enthusiastically at them. Shelly had her arm propped against the car window, as she stared hopefully at me. By her side, Tamara pushed the glasses upon her bridge and waved at me. She had on long sleeved cashmere sweater that engulfed her whole arms and left off just the tips of her fingers and her hair was pac
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"I hate to admit this, Lisa. But I'm scared."I seldom saw Shelly cry, saw I had a feeling it couldn't be reality.My dreams were vivid but joint. They began with images of Shelly. We were at her house, eating popcorns and watching a horror movie with the others while discussing about boys that'd we'd love to date and celebrities we'd love to meet. Swiftly, the images shifted like a bad TV channel and I found myself propelling fast through her hallways, heart pounding erratically against my ribcage. I could hear Shelly's voice, talking and laughing from a distance and I could hear myself giving her replies even though I wasn't really there. The voice echoed through the dark hallways and floated in the air. Shadows and silhouettes followed closely behind me, closing in, like to drag me into unending darkness. Then suddenly, I was at the school's deserted hallway.My gut tingled in anticipation. I could hear Shelly's
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In school, I panicked within myself throughout the classes, unable to find an excuse perfect enough to give my friends on why I couldn't and wouldn't be able to go to the homecoming game two towns from ours. Shelly and Mae had made the perfect arrangements for our traveling. We were to meet in front of the library 3:45 pm after classes and Mae's basketball practice. Naturally, Tamara ought to have gone with the cheerleaders in the school's coaster bus but had decided to go and hang out with us and join the cheerleaders at the game.My head throbbed with anxiety the more I thought of the disappointed looks and heart breaks my friends were going to pass across to me through their expressions when I told them I wouldn't be able to go with them to watch the game. During history class, I held my throbbing head in my palms and placed it on the table. I had a lot of things bothering me that I couldn't even start mentioning to people, including my very best friend
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On the evening of homecoming, I walked down the neighborhood, hands shoved in my hoodie pocket while I listened to music on my headphone. The air was cool and very soothing that as I dragged in each breath, my chest heaved in appreciation. The street was empty as usual, except for the occasional traces of expensive cars driving past, windows rolled up with people minding their businesses. That was one of the disadvantages of living in the expensive segment of town where no kids rode bicycles or ran around playing and giggling in excitement. The street was filled with sprawling mansions with manicured lawns and often extremely tall irons gates to keep intruders off.My head was filled with thoughts. I imagined what fun my friends were all going to be having watching the game without me but shook out the imaginations before they lasted too long. Dragging down my headphone to rest on my neck and exhaling deeply, I stopped in front of the mansion that had alwa
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Sipping on the cup of tea Mr. Jeff prepared and slid across the table at me, my mouth filled with sweet taste and my tongue watered. Naturally, I preferred coffee but this tea was amazing; it tasted sweet and was filled with bergamot. I smacked my lips a couple of times before I wiped them with the back of my right hand and stared across the table at Mr. Jeff, with expectant eyes. My head still throbbed, but it was something I could handle till I made it home."I waited up that night for Lester," Mr. Jeff explained further, sipping occasionally on his cup of tea and giving sighs in satisfaction. Between us on the table, steam spiraled out of the mugs andevaded into the air. "It was late. A little past midnight and I didn't even hear him scratching against the doggy door. I had no idea how he wandered out the yard until I realized the fence was broken. Just right there—" he pointed again, this time with his right thumb ov
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Haze of lazy smoke slowly spiralled their way up the ceiling, escaping through the small hole in his parted lips. Baylor Allantoi could tell his sister was subtly watching him from across the living room where she cuddled with her stuffed animals and the kitten in front of the fire place that sparked and burned with just the right amount of fire to keep she and the calico kittens warm. He'd set it up and burning few moments ago before he retired to seating across the room from his sister while some TV program was going on. The cute kitten meows filled the air and Baylor couldn't help but be amused at how Elle coddled them like they truly were her kids. They swindled around her, purring contendedly. His sister was seating cross-legged, her hair falling against her shoulders and forming curtains of sandy blonde silkiness against her face. Suddenly, she looked up, and caught his eyes just as she grabbed one of the kittens and stroke its fur tenderly, clutch
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"I warned you about the fire—""I promise, I didn't play with it.""Then how do you explain his paw?"From the open green oak kitchen, Lisa watched Baylor scold his sister, a scornful look of anger clouded his facial expression. The girl stood by the edge of the table, and subtly watched Lisa across the room, eyes gleaming in interest. The cat was barely even hurt at all, Baylor explained to Lisa minutes earlier, the paw had no burn mark but the kitten leaped and gave pained meows which was why Baylor decided the need to tend to the invisible wound.Lisa uncomfortably sat in the living room and took quick glances around. The fire from the fireplace crackled and burned fiercely. The pound in her head doubled and her vision clouded, breathing shakily. She cupped her head couple of times, but made sure Baylor didn't notice her grimacing. She knew the fever was blazing. She could sense the warmth b
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The night of the homecoming dance, the autumn cold whistled loudly and battled hard outside the house. I shuddered and shivered inside the strapless lavender gown I'd gotten over the past days, arms hugging my shoulders the moment I stepped outside the house's front door. "Can I meet him?" Mom demanded in a small voice. "Just for once."The front door hung open and my mother stood there, draped around her body was dad's old ABU jacket that looked sincerely too oversized on her. We both stood beneath and within the reach of the glaring fluorescent light over the porch. Mom's hair hung in loose, sticky threads onto her forehead and temples and she had a withering smile on her pale, chapped lips. Two days ago, I was the sick one with the thumping headache, but now, she was so sick she couldn't even bare to go to work that day and for some really odd reasons, I saw that as a blessing in disguise. She had done my makeup and insisted on my wearing her amethyst earrings with long dangling g
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