Chapter 11 ~ Half of the truth

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Vivienne woke up to the soft morning light filtering through her curtains. The rain from the previous night had subsided, leaving the world outside glistening with fresh droplets. She stretched, feeling a renewed sense of energy and optimism. Today was a new day, and she was ready to face it with a light heart.

She quickly got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to get ready for school. After a refreshing shower, she chose a comfortable yet stylish outfit: a pair of well-fitted jeans and a soft, lavender-colored sweater that brought out the sparkle in her eyes. She brushed her hair, letting it fall in loose waves around her shoulders, and applied a touch of makeup to highlight her features.

As she packed her bag, she made sure to include her favorite poetry book, a notebook, and a few pens. She glanced at the clock and realized she still had some time before she needed to leave. Taking a moment to breathe in the calm of the morning, she decided to head downstairs for breakfast.

In the kitchen, she found Tiffany bustling around, preparing breakfast. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon filled the air.

"Good morning, Vivienne," Tiffany greeted her with a warm smile. "Did you sleep well?"

Vivienne returned the smile and nodded. "Yes, I did. Thank you, Tiffany. It was a peaceful night."

"That's good to hear. Help yourself to some breakfast. There's bacon, eggs, and toast."

Vivienne filled her plate and joined Embry at the table, who was already halfway through his meal.

"Morning, short stack," he teased, grinning at her.

"Morning, Embry," she replied, rolling her eyes playfully. "I'm not that short, you know."

Embry chuckled. "Sure, sure. Ready for another day at school?"

"Yeah, I am," Vivienne said, feeling more confident than ever. "How about you?"

"Always," Embry replied with a wink. "Hey, maybe we can hang out after school today?"

Vivienne considered it for a moment, then nodded. "That sounds like fun. Let's do it."

After finishing breakfast, she grabbed her bag and headed towards the door. Her father, Simon, was already waiting by the car, ready to drive her to school.

"Ready to go?" he asked, giving her a reassuring smile.

"Ready," Vivienne replied, feeling a sense of anticipation for the day ahead.

The drive to school was filled with light conversation, and before she knew it, they had arrived. Vivienne stepped out of the car, waving goodbye to her father as she headed towards the school entrance.

As she walked through the bustling halls, she spotted Leah in the crowd. Their eyes met, and Leah gave her a warm smile. Vivienne's heart fluttered in response, and she smiled back, feeling a sense of connection that grew stronger with each passing day.

Determined to make the most of the day, Vivienne headed to her first class, ready to embrace whatever challenges and opportunities lay ahead.

As Vivienne walked through the crowded halls of the school, she scanned the familiar faces of her classmates. Suddenly, she spotted Leah leaning against a locker, engaged in conversation with Quil. Leah's short brown hair framed her face perfectly, and the tattoo on her shoulder peeked out from under her shirt. Vivienne felt a flutter in her chest at the sight of her.

Gathering her courage, Vivienne approached Leah with a smile. Leah looked up and her face lit up when she saw Vivienne.

"Hey, sunshine," Leah greeted warmly, her eyes sparkling with genuine happiness. "How's your morning been?"

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