Chapter Forty-Three

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                                          Oh no,
                               It's haunting me,
                    Making it harder to breathe,
                              Harder to breathe,
                             I'm leaving tonight,


Leaving Tonight- The Neighburhood
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Leaving Tonight- The Neighburhood__________________________________

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Flash Back.

The cafeteria was loud, beaming with noise, coming from people. It was a normal day. Just like every other day. Nothing happened.

Same old, same old thing.

I placed my tray of food down onto the table. Thomas jumped out, startled by the sound. He looked to the right and saw me. His look of irritation flattened, turning happy.

"Hey," He greeted as I sat down beside him, "You look happy," He jokingly said, before digging his finger into my side.

I let out a giggle and pushed his hand away, "Thomas," I scolded, "Stop it."

"You're no fun."

I rolled my eyes and grabbed the orange that rested on my tray, peeling away the bitter skin.

Suddenly, another tray hit the table bringing both of our attention to the noise. Teresa sat down, parallel to us with a camera in her hand. She pointed the camera in our faces, causing me to gently push it back.

"Uh, Teresa?" I placed a peel on Thomas tray, not wanting the trash on mine. The brunette scowled but didn't say anything, accepting it.

"Yeah?" She began to adjust the camera settings. I raised a brow in confusion,

"What's with the camera?" I asked, making her look up.

"Oh!" Teresa's lips formed an 'O' shape, "This fall I've decided to film a documentary." She explained to us.

"Ok." I said, then continued with the questions, "Then why are you recording me?-" From the corner of my eye I saw Thomas mouth something, most likely mocking me, "Us, I mean."

Teresa sent me a 'your slow' look and I just shrugged my shoulders in response.

"This documentary isn't only going to be about me," She stated. Like it was the most obvious thing, "With you two in it, I'm sure more people would watch."

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