Carl's day began like any other—busy and chaotic. He woke up to the familiar sound of his alarm blaring, a reminder that life on the South Side of Chicago wasn't slowing down. With a quick shower and a few rushed bites of cereal, he was out the door, heading to school.
The morning classes dragged on, with Carl zoning in and out of focus. His teachers droned on about topics he found irrelevant, and the hours seemed to stretch endlessly. He fidgeted in his seat, checking his phone frequently, but the notifications were nothing out of the ordinary.
By lunchtime, Carl's mood had shifted from boredom to irritation. He grabbed a tray and scanned the cafeteria for a familiar face. Spotting Dominique sitting with her friends, he made his way over, hoping to find some relief from his restless day.
Dominique greeted him with her usual playful grin. "Hey, troublemaker. What's got you looking so glum?"
Carl plopped down beside her, grabbing a slice of pizza. "Just one of those days. Can't seem to shake this boredom."
Dominique raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Well, I'm sure we can find a way to fix that."
As they chatted, Carl found himself getting more involved in Dominique's stories and jokes. She had a knack for making even the dullest moments seem interesting, and he appreciated her company. They talked about their plans for the weekend, laughing and making plans to hang out.
After school, Carl and Dominique headed to their usual hangout spot—a local diner that had become their favorite place to unwind. They spent hours there, enjoying milkshakes and fries, and sharing stories about their lives. Dominique's easygoing attitude and infectious laughter helped Carl forget about his earlier frustration.
Later that evening, as Carl walked home, he pulled out his phone and glanced at his messages. A text from Areum popped up, her name making him pause for a moment. He skimmed through her message, a simple update about her day and a question about how he was doing.
Carl sighed and put his phone away. The truth was, even though Areum had been a significant part of his life during their time in juvie, things had changed. His feelings for her had shifted, and he found himself feeling more and more detached. Their once-close connection seemed distant now, overshadowed by the new interests and experiences in his life.
As he reached his front door, Carl couldn't help but reflect on how different things were. He missed the excitement and intensity of their time together, but now it felt like just a part of his past—a chapter he had moved on from. Dominique's presence was a refreshing change, filling the space that once held Areum.
Carl shook his head, trying to push away the lingering thoughts of Areum. He had new distractions and interests now, and the days of intense connection with her seemed like a distant memory. The excitement of the present kept him occupied, and he found himself more focused on the new dynamics in his life.
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A Year of Revision and Amour : Carl Gallagher
FanficThis is a part 2 of the first book: "A Year in Juvenile Detention" 𝖬𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖲𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗃𝗎𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌, 𝖽𝗋𝗎𝗀𝗌, 𝖺𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗁𝗈𝗅, 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌.𝖯𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝗏...