𝐎𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐦 [Christopher & Matthew Sturniolo]

ᴛʜʀᴏᴡ ꜱᴜᴍ ᴍᴏ

ꜰʟᴀsʜʙᴀᴄᴋ

Sᴇɴɪᴏʀ Yᴇᴀʀ
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                                            Paige Withlock

As soon as I entered my room, I accidentally slammed the door, I didn't even realize how hard I had closed it, so I went to my bed and threw myself between my blankets, which were insanely comfortable, I could live in my bed and never leave. It wasn't a bad idea. I wouldn't have to face the fact that I was into Chris while he was willing to ignore me for the rest of our lives. It was while I was contemplating never appearing in public again that I heard my phone ring in my pocket. A chill went through my stomach instantly. He said he wouldn't text, but he is calling? I knelt down on the bed and took my phone out of my pocket, quickly clicking answer before he could regret calling.

"I thought you were going to keep your distance," I said, in a humorous tone.

"What? What do you mean, Pidove?" I heard the muffled voice ask, and I only recognized who it was by the silly nickname. Vinnie.

"Oh, hi, V," I replied, rolling my eyes as I knew he wouldn't see and putting my body back between the sheets.

"You're so excited to talk to me, it's like I'm your favorite person," he quipped, and I didn't even realize that my tone had been so clearly disappointed.

"Sorry, long day," I said with a sigh.

"Good, because tomorrow I'm coming to Boston to cheer you up," he warned and then I remembered that I had promised to keep him company while he was here.

"What if I shoot myself first?" I said, not really caring if he got offended.

"Then can I have your Valorant account?" he asked unbothered, which ended up in making me genuine laugh.

"Never," I said in a more serious tone and I could hear him muttering 'damn' as he laughed.

"No, but seriously, whatever this long story is, tomorrow you're going to take a break from it and we're going to have fun" he tried to cheer me up and his tone was so secure that made me more hopeful for a better day than this one.

"Alright, let's meet at North Point Park then, 1pm tomorrow" I agreed, knowing that I would have few classes tomorrow but the rest of my day was off.

"You know something that worries me?" he started to say.

"What?" I asked, not really caring.

"You don't know anything about me and yet you agree to meet me," he sounded more preoccupied.

"I did karate for three years, V, I'm not afraid of anything" I countered "And you have the voice of a 12-year-old so I don't know what I could be afraid of anyway" I mocked and could hear his gasp.

"It's a good thing you did karate because I might fight you," he tried to sound serious.

"Try me," I said simply

"Okay, I'll let you sleep now, I'll see you tomorrow" he said, calmly.

"Good night" I said and then hung up.

I hope tomorrow is better than today.

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I woke up without needing my alarm clock, stretched my whole body while still lying down and squeezed my eyes shut before opening them fully. It had been a long time since I'd slept so well and I'd woken up earlier than expected. I picked up my phone and almost choked between yawns as soon as I saw the time. Was it almost noon? Why didn't Taylor wake me up? Had she also slept longer than she should? And why didn't our phones wake us up? Ugh. Nothing makes sense in the morning.