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Astoria
"I think you should head back. It's not necessary for you..."
The words are lost from my mouth with one look from the enigmatic gentleman who had insisted on accompanying me.
I swallow back whatever mundane excuse I had made to get him off my case, literally. He had already proved to be more insufferable than any of the popular girls at my school. On top of everything, there was still no sign of my boyfriend.
He really was good at avoiding people.
The long walk to the staff's entry gate was eliminated, thanks to the golf cart we had taken. I couldn't bear the torture of jarring silence between us. I had already been embarrassed enough for today.
Not a single atom in me could fathom what on earth compelled Wallace Knight to go along with me to fetch my cousin?
I sighed in relief when we reached the gate. I left Wallace seated and went to get my cousin who was chatting with a security guard.
One thing about Arwen Winter Emerson was that she was one of the kindest, affable, jovial people in the room. Her charisma never diminished despite the struggles she goes through daily.
She was a high school senior with a sharp brain. All my life I'd admired her never give up attitude. She really was the most special person I'd known in my life.
"Winter," I yelled and waved my arms around to get her attention. Although Arwen was her first name, no one referred to her by that name and I never asked.
Her smile lit up when she saw me. I walked to her and she embraced me in a tight hug.
"Oh, look at you, lil biscuit." She arched her eyebrow wickedly. "Or should I say, lil toots?" She whispered and broke into a chuckle at my mortified expression.
Winter ruffled my hair, playfully. "That's mean of you, sis." I pouted. "And besides, you need to lower your tone, because no one here knows about it."
"Alright, alright." She waved a 'bye' at the security guards and bent down to pick her duffel bag. We held each other's hand, but came to a standstill.
Recognition engulfed Winter's face. "Wait... who's that?"
"Oh, him, a nuisance." My gaze moved from Winter to Wallace, then back to her. "Do you know him?" I asked, disbelief evident in my tone.
"Yes," she replied, nonchalantly. "I know him. He's a friend of my friend. It'll only be polite to exchange pleasantries. Don't you think so?"
Her question was rhetoric. I was dragged over to the golf cart. Winter led the way for me.
"Oh, my God. What are you doing here?" The smile on her face, thrilled. "I swear I thought you were still following me."
"That's not my style. It's usually the other way around, but I am glad you're flattered."
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