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Cecil's arms were wrapped tightly around me, holding me against his chest. I listened to his slow steady breathing for a few minutes before I decided we were going to school today. I knew I had made plans with Parker but I could move those till after school. I'd have to tell him first. And that involved pushing myself off Cecil to get my phone.</pre>
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"Cecil. Get up. We have school." I said and pushed against his chest. That caused him to groan and roll away from me.</pre>
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"Go away..." He mumbled, cradling the pillow to his face.</pre>
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I grabbed the closest pillow and slammed it to his side. He ignored me. I did it again and again until he jumped up and tackled me off the bed. I was pinned in seconds. My brother's sleepy face looming over me. His eyes a beautiful blue but narrowed in on my face.</pre>
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"You're going to school today?" He asked curiously, lifting himself off of me.</pre>
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"Yeah..." I said and pushed myself off the ground.</pre>
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"You sure?"</pre>
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"Yeah."</pre>
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"Sil..."</pre>
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"GAH!" I screamed and pushed him out of my room. "I'll be fine Cecil. Now go get changed." I ordered, slamming the door on his face.</pre>
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I changed into black skinny jeans, a white strapless top, my black leather jacket, and my converse. I threw my hair into a ponytail and rubbed the crust from my eyes before grabbing my phone and dialing Parker's number.</pre>
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"Hello???" He answered groggily. I smiled.</pre>
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"Hey Parker." I said calmly, stifling through my bag for my car keys.</pre>
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"Hey Silly." Parker used the stupid nickname he came up with yesterday. </pre>
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Don't Let Me Go
Teen FictionEveryone knows of the typical awesome quiet girl. The one who everyone knows but no one really pays attention to. That, in this case, is Silah Morrow. Silah has had a rough life, growing up with just her little brother Cecil by her side. Not to ment...