Some part of Alcott was a kind of sunny and I was, unfortunately, walking under the sun. It's a good thing I have my cap with me. My mind is so full of thoughts right now. I don't know what's with me that I make friends with that Olivia. My mother once told me that I should never talked or stared at her but that was many years ago because she has this tantalizing eyes that could poison a victim, just like Margaux. But Margaux never poisoned me or cursed me to fall in love with her, it just happened. And if ever I was poisoned, she'd still be my remedy.
Its been a while since the last time I saw her. Did she find awkward what happened the other day? I was thinking where could she be right now? Is she in the Food City? Buying cotton candy? But she don't have money, anyway. I don't even know where she dwells, where she came from, and even some matters about her identity. She doesn't even go to school, neither. Now she left me with all these questions unanswered on my mind.
The sounds coming from my phone is my company today. And to be honest, music is mylife. Whenever I'm happy, I enjoy the song and when I'm sad, I understand the lyrics and good things will be better and wrong things turns right. I guess, I'm just sixteen feets away from my house, maybe, when Margaux showed up.
"Hi." She sat down on he bench and I followed her.
"H-hello."
"How are you?"
"Fine. You?"
"I'm learning some new things."
"Like?"
"This is left and right," she move her hand to the left then to the right, "and this is up and down," she nod her head up and down.
She's funny. Who could've not known that?
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Roman pour Adolescents"Drake, I don't know if this was right. Loving you, after all, is the best thing that ever happened to me. When we're together, I feel like something moving creatures on my stomach and if we're apart, I can't seem to get you out of my mind. Drake, y...
