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magnifique
/adj/
1. something very beautiful

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⚠️TW-mention of suicide, drugs, overdose, self harm, and blood⚠️

i stared up at the ceiling, my alarm goes off, had i been awake all night?

i rolled out of bed and stood up,

i threw on my uniform and popped a pill into my mouth, chugging some water while walking into the bathroom.

i washed my face and put some concealer under my eyes to get rid of my dark circles.

i brush my hair and throw it into a tight low bun, i grab my school bag and walk downstairs. my mother had already left hadn't she, i got into my car and drove to school.

when i got there i parked my car and put the keys in my bag.

i got to class and sat in my seat, exhausted.

i yawned and took out my notebook, i copied what was on the board and saw Louis walk in.

"bonjour Charlie," he says sitting down next to me.

"why are you speaking french?" i ask sounding rather annoyed.

"the french quiz? i was up all night studying," he says.

i chuckle, "lucky for me i already know the language," i say. "also i didn't know we had a quiz."

"i still don't get how they still let you take a language you already know," he says.

"you need it to graduate dumbass," i say.

he rolls his eyes and takes out his notebook,

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next our class had one free period, we were all just staying in the classroom while Ms Wilson was also inside grading.

i was sitting with the group of girls in the class, they were nice but we weren't exactly friends.

"my dad asked me to design a company card for his business, the old one was so 2013." Cassie says.

"my parents decided to lend me their car so i could drive to the country and visit Tony," Lucy says, Tony was her boyfriend who she dated in the countryside.

all the girls squel, "my dad offered to pay for my flight to the states to tour colleges," Mary says.

i feel a lump in my throat, it only hit me till now that my dad was gone. i felt tears brim on my eyes, and my vision became a bit blurry.

"what about you Charlotte, what do your parents do?" Lucy asks.

"uhm- i have to go," i say getting up quickly and rushing out of the classroom in tears.

i cover my mouth with my hand as tears fall down my face, i tried to open the bathroom door but it was locked.

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