William Johnson
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Many things happened in the past school year which no one fathomed to happen. Many friendships were built or strengthened, and others ended or took a pause. However, with or without their knowledge, their learning from the last school year didn't stop within the textbooks because everyone learned greatly from this roller coaster experience. Cosette, Sarah, Fay, and Amie looked at each other. Their eyes were already swollen from all the crying they did, yet their lips were curled up in relief. A giggle…-
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After talking seriously, Fay, Cosette, and Sarah found themselves in front of Amie's house. It reminded them of the last year's summer break. Last year, they were also standing in front of Amie's house. The only difference was that last year, it was their entire class, trying to get Amie parent's permission to take her on a trip. Cosette stood in between Fay and Sarah, casting the two a look. "Should we?" Fay and Sarah looked at her before they exchanged eye contact. Sarah pressed her lips into a thin…
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Sarah and Fay took Cosette to places they knew so the latter could forget about her disappointment, even for a little while. They were Cosette's friends, and as her friends, they wanted to be there for her not just on the good days but also on the bad. Fay, Sarah, and Cosette went to the salon, with Sarah and Fay splitting the bill to treat Cosette. Although Cosette insisted on paying for the three of them, the two were adamant to treat her. "I feel bad…" Cosette expressed with a heavy heart, turning…
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Meanwhile… "Are you sure you're fine?" Sarah asked for the umpteenth time, staring at the grumpy Cosette. "Did you ask us to hang out just so we can watch how your frown grows deeper and deeper?" added Fay, sitting beside Sarah while Cosette was across from them. "I thought we'll plan a trip together since it's our summer vacation, but I don't think that's possible if you are just glaring daggers at that parfait." Cosette's frown deepened upon hearing her friend's remarks. However, she could say…
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Days later… Luke sipping from his strawberry juice, sitting on the chair outside the convenience store. He tilted his head to the side, and then to the other, eyes fixed on the person across from him. "Err… is something wrong?" Luke inquired at Maxen, leaning his face over the table. "My brother, your mood every day just keeps growing worse and worse. What's up?" "Nothing," Maxen answered grumpily. "Nah ah. Something is definitely wrong." Luke shook his head, leaning back, folding his arms under…
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"If I am shameless… I would've done it," Maxen murmured, lying flat on the bed. "I feel sad about it." Cosette slowly turned her head, lying beside him. She could see the regret while staring at his side profile, sighing. "I'm sorry?" her voice was meek and sorry. Maxen turned his head. "Why?" "Because I don't stop you?" "You know that is not something you should be sorry for, right?" he remarked, sporting a knowing look. "I am also at fault here. I should learn how to control myself even…
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Maxen never had a problem with Cosette. He already accepted that his girl had the biggest heart and thus, she would willingly share a portion of her heart with others. Despite that, Cosette never let him feel insecure about himself and her love for him secured his heart. The reason, even if Cosette would gain new friends — even if they were of the opposite gender — Maxen trusted her. However, lately, he was being tested. Not his trust or anything, but something even more personal. Maxen and Cosette…
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Meanwhile... "Night." Cosette pressed her lips into a thin line as soon as the line disconnected. She gazed at the phone before her brows rose. "Are you okay?" Cosette looked back at the person standing in front of the desk. Maxen was currently fixing his stuff on the desk, pausing to check on her. She still sat on the edge of the bed, sporting a smile. "Why wouldn't I?" she returned, collapsing on her back and bouncing on the soft mattress. Everything she told Asher was true. They fetched Maxen…
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"Hey, thank you for inviting us. We really had fun." As soon as Asher tapped the answer button, these words were the first thing he heard from Cosette. His expression relaxed, and so were his tensed shoulders. "No problem. You didn't have to thank me since you already know the Blacs were always at the top of the Quinn's invite list." A subtle smile turned up on his face, melting on the couch he was sitting on. Asher cocked his head back until the back of his head was resting on the backrest. His eyes…
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"Huh? Are you dumb? Or are you suffering from memory loss? Didn't you ask me what I want? I'm giving you the answer." "But why?" Asher blurted out, almost in a hurry. "What do you mean, why?" Even though Asher couldn't see him, Mister Devilsin cocked his head to the side. "Because my hatred for your father runs deep in my bone. Sure. Revealing to him that his first son wasn't actually his would be interesting, but I have a deeper reason I ruled that out. Something… more personal — just think I'm…
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