A book about a girl who is crazily in love, and a boy who is crazily aloof.
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Saira's mind always travelled between realms of her own world. Sometimes it's about the existence of a parallel universe where she imagined trees to be purple, sometimes...
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It was the day of the pre-met, and I was not ready.
I hadn't heard a peep from neither Pete nor Paige ever since said girl poured her heart out (I love to exaggerate) and confessed to said boy.
It had been five days since then.
This was the reason I had all my clothes thrown around my room to pick out a dress, but I didn't even know if Pete wanted me there with him. He hasn't been attending his phone ever since, and has been missing in action, whereas Paige went on a break from social media.
I picked up my phone with great struggle since it was hidden under a pile of clothes.
Isaac was calling me. The stage manager of the fashion show I appeared in.
"Isaac?" I spoke into the phone, gently closing the door to my room.
"Sai, sweetheart, I don't have time for this but can you get someone to haul Apollo's sorry ass from the set? He's going to ruin my show and his reputation."
"Pete's in New York?!"
"He's been hanging around his good-for-nothing friends and now he's drunk on my set. The show is about to start in six hours."
I heard Isaac saying something to somebody else in the background.
"Thanks, Isaac I'll do something."
I hung up.
I wasted no time in calling Tyler.
He picked up with a tired groan.
"It's a weekend Sai, this better be good," he muttered.
"Pete's in NYC and the pre-met is today evening and I don't know what to wear and I don't even know if I'm going." I rushed out.
"That sounds like a you problem," he mumbled sleepily.
"Tyler!"
"Jesus what?! He's in NYC! Why the fuck is he up there?"
"Beats me, but he needs to be at the gala tonight."
"I don't see why he can't ditch it."
"Because his parents are hosting it this year, he has to be present."
"Ahh shit."
I heard him curse to find his shirt.
"How do we get him here then?" He asked.
"Do you know anyone in New York? One of Pete's friends?"
I heard him sigh.
"It's gonna be a long day Sai."
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Getting Peter to land back in town from New York was such a hassle. He had a hangover and was moody as heck. Tyler went over to his place to help him get ready, hiding his sight away from his parents.
