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Flashes of all intensities flickered in my eyes as I walked the red carpet sprawled out on the floor of the mansion alone. I tried to dodge some and walk faster so journalists wouldn't start asking me embarrassing questions, but it didn't help much.— Alone again, Miss Backer?— — When will we see you with someone as handsome as you?— — What is your opinion about the high rate of anorexia in the fashion world?I entered the door of the party before it could be bombarded with further questioning. Rachel would kill me if I answered any of those questions, in her view that was just bait to end the career of any company.When I managed to get past the most public entrance, I arrived in front of a gigantic garden. Unfortunately due to the darkness of the cold night, you could barely tell how many colors of the most diverse types of flowers were there. But the quantity, organization and decoration of the entrance of the place was exuberant.I walked on an extremely transparent glass wa
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I tried to come up with a foolproof plan that would take me under my comfy sheets, on top of a soft bed and propped up on a pillow made of clouds, but the slowness that lay in my reasoning made my thoughts terribly difficult.I was just vegetating, sitting with my back resting on the wood of the door, my legs curled up against my chest, struggling not to sleep there.If Flora saw me in that state, she would surely make fun of me for at least three months straight. In his mind, I was the most withered and responsible person I knew. But I never was.My white dress already contained the dust of the building highlighted in some details. My heels were abandoned next to me and the bottle of alcohol was already too hot for me to keep drinking.I was in my building, in my neighborhood, in my city, in front of my apartment, but I felt completely lost.— Backer?Something echoed in the back of my head, where some remnants of consciousness still stood firm.— Backer, what happened?When a sh
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A very cold gale was ruffling all the hairs on my skin and making my teeth grind. Even though my body was all wrapped in warm sheets, I felt the temperature tear through my nerves and crack my bones.It wasn't even winter in Boston, why was it so cold? I fixed the heating of my apartment last month. Greg told me that the guy was trustworthy, but apparently he was already broken again!I turned from side to side, but when I got tired of the failed attempts to warm up, I finally opened my eyes. Immediately regret hit me, because the light was too intense, something that did not usually happen on normal days in my room filled with my grandmother's curtains. However, as soon as my eyelids blinked hundreds of times and my pupils got used to the environment, I realized that this was not my place.Where was I?It didn't take long for a man in sportswear to pop into my mind.Caccini.Fuck!I got up from the bed in a rush of desperation and took a thermal shock as I placed my feet on the ceram
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No, no, no, no.How could I have forgotten today's Spanish exam?How was I able to put my place at the University on the line?How did I let myself be influenced by Chelsea?! Damn, dammit.I knew it had been a bad idea to attend a party at Harley Tombson's house on a Tuesday. If I had only sustained my argument for a few more minutes, Chelsea would have given up dragging me to South Boston just to attend a dumb party at the cottage of the most popular girl in high school.A damn party the day before the Spanish exam!Everything was going downhill!My brain was too busy trying to recover from the alcohol it was subjected to during the evening games to recall the subjects of Mr. Kavisck's classes. My ability to swallow thousands of contents in a single minute had melted along with each of my neurons. It was as if I had been turned to powder thanks to the damn whiskey I swallowed down my throat without even remembering the next day.It was only fifteen minutes before I was forced into
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— Great, so we think alike! — he said, looking away from the pen in my hands. — Now stop being a pain in the ass.— As you wish, Prom Queen.After a while in silence, my mind wandering aimlessly, I did not hold back from questioning:— How did you know I was at Harley's house? You weren't there, were you?He stared at me deeply.— Nope. — That's all you said.— And how...Before I could finish, the teacher showed up putting the exam on our desk. When he left, I resumed:— And how do you know I was at the party? And dancing?Ian filled out the form with his black pen without bothering to offer more attention to me.— I live next door.I couldn't stop ungluing my iris from the boy.Ian Caccini was considered the biggest troublemaker in the school, which was odd since he was always alone and silent.From what I've heard, people just took it for granted after Harley Tombson's brother said he saw him fighting with a man near his house over a cigarette. After that, no on
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FOUR YEARS LATERThe flashes flickered in such rapid motions that my eyes turned into dark, crooked, blurry blurs. With each clicking sound invading my eardrums, the more my brain forced itself to keep the smile exposed and the pupils perfectly focused, without offering pauses to get out of character.— Beautiful! Splendid! Wonderful!My photographer praised endlessly, encouraging me to keep my breath set, my shoulders firm, and my head sticking out.All for the perfect portrait.All to please my boss.All for the company.All for my family.Whenever I thought about giving up, ripping off that pinic, shiny, tacky outfit, I remembered why I'd been doing it. It only took a few words for my conscience to guide me back to reason.— The last one, Angel! — the redhead said. — Smile as if you had fulfilled all your dreams!I did as he asked. I bared all my teeth, narrowed my ribs, pulled my hips, made my eye sockets burn so they could continue to sustain the flash.But for a moment,
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The traffic light opened and, between daydreams, I didn't see it. I could only see the green flashing when a car behind me honked its horn, making me hit the gas pedal until I got home.I pushed the melancholy thoughts to the bottom. I could not allow myself to lament, repent, or anything else related to my egoism. I made a choice and she was helping me a lot.— Good evening, Greg.I greeted the doorman of the building with a smile on my face and he greeted me with another in the same way.I loved it here.I loved my city. That was a positive side of my job. He allowed me not to go far. I could visit my sister at one time or another and she would come visit me too. Besides, no one would have guessed that Angel Backer lived in the suburbs of town.I was pleased.It was a simple, inexpensive building that supported my peaceful lifestyle. It contained plants at the entrance, some glass windows, and a very friendly doorman who always bid me good morning.I liked the place, even if some
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That couldn't be true. Had I hallucinated the whole thing? Did that scene really happen? Was Ian Caccini, a ghost, really on my doorstep? And being a son of a bitch of a jerk?I questioned my lucidity for hours. I showered, put on a fresh outfit, brushed my hair and went to prepare a snack still with doubt choking my senses.After a long time of reasoning, I came to a solid conclusion: that mature looking, cold, tired, grown up guy was Ian Caccini. The same kid who confronted me on one of the worst days of my life (my first low grade), the same guy who called me on a date before I disappeared for four years, and the same guy who treated me like a stranger two hours ago.I didn't change as much as he did, and as soon as I slammed my eyes on his face, I knew who it belonged to. I would never forget him. How was he able to forget me?Not that I cared that much, but Ian saw me every Sunday for two years of our lives. Every Monday in Spanish class and almost every damn day in the halls of
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