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After 𝗣𝗮𝘂𝗹𝗮 𝗥𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗲𝘇 endures the heartbreak of being dumped by her boyfriend, a storm of rumors begins to swirl around Somerville High, casting her as the villain. However, undeterred by the gossip, 𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀...
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༘⋆♡⸝⸝ 💌 ⊹。°˖➴ CHAPTER 006! ━ ❝ Peach ❞ ( real life )
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A SHIVER OF anticipation coursed down the spines of the three teenagers as they crossed the threshold of their high school's main structure. The cool morning air swept over them, its crispness heralding the dawn of a fresh day. Paula, Avery, and Mateo, engrossed in their chatter, made their way towards their lockers. The atmosphere buzzed with a motley of student energy, some sleepy-eyed, others oddly eager to kickstart the day. As they navigated the throng of students, they were met with a barrage of judgmental stares, most of which were directed at Paula. Despite the discomfort these gazes brought, they shrugged them off with practiced indifference. For them, this was just another facet of high school life they had learned to endure.
The recent tiff between Paula and Mateo seemed to have evaporated into thin air. The details of their disagreement remained unspoken, swept under the rug of familial bonds. Their relationship was as unpredictable as it was durable - cousins who could weather any storm. Earlier that morning, Mateo had driven to Paula's house, uncertain if she would join him. But when he had honked his horn, she had emerged, a silent testament to their unspoken reconciliation.
Paula's locker was their first stop, conveniently located near the school's entrance. As she dug through the chaos of her locker, she feigned interest in their conversation, hiding her throbbing headache behind a content look. Meanwhile, Mateo and Avery leaned casually against the metal frames, engrossed in their own world.
Suddenly, Mateo sighed dramatically, his gaze trailing after a passing girl. "Do y'all think Kenzie would ever give me a chance?" he asked, a hint of desperation creeping into his voice. His eyes lingered on Mackenzie Elder, captivated by her deep, wavy hair and the caramel hue of her skin. His crush on her had spanned years, yet he hadn't found the courage to approach her.
