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41 | BOOK

"No matter what happens...some memories just can't be replaced."

[41]

A SLEEK SHEET of frost covers the outside lawn making a smile appear on my face, the dimples on the side of my cheeks pop. I hug my arms around my body, searching for warmth as I watch the sun rise over the horizon.

The first day back to school.

I can't help but let the excitement run through my veins. It's been for ages since I've been to school, and even though I know it's not going to be the same, the idea of learning something new is so thrilling to me.

Suddenly, a warm pair of hands wrap around my waist, bringing me closer to the warmth of a new body. I breathe in the heavenly scent of his cologne and grin at him.

"Excited?" Adam asks. I nod my head enthusiastically, my body spinning around so now I'm facing him.

"Probably too much for anyone's liking..." I say cheerfully. Adam chuckles and pulls me in for a kiss. We share the short moment before I pull away and run back inside, grabbing my bag and Adams.

I grab Adams hand as I run past and jump into the car. Adam lets go of my hand and closes my door before walking back around to his side of the car and hopping in.

The whole ride to school I'm jumping up and down in my seat with Adam practically killing himself with the amount of time he chuckles.

We pull into a free parking space before I open my side of the car door and get out. I've had three months off altogether this school year, it won't surprise me if I fail my grade. I now anxiously look down to my hands where the stack of papers sit.

"Not so ready now, are we?" Adam teases. I roll my eyes at him before heavily sighing, both with nerves and adrenaline running through my system.

"You'll be fine," Adam reassures, grabbing my hand and rubbing soothing circles on it. I tightly squeeze my eyes shut before reopening them and nodding at Adam.

"I know," I whisper, pulling him along with me up the school stairs.

As we pass through the school hallway, students glance at us, both in sadness and sympathy. The school lost their best student, obviously, everyone is going to feel bad.

"Where to first, Prezioso? English teacher or lockers?" Adam whispers into my ear. I tap my chin thoughtfully before deciding.

"English. Ms White probably hates us for not doing this sooner..." I say with an edge to my voice. Adam nods, turning in the direction of our English classroom. I follow suit behind, still having to jog due to how long his legs are.

We turn down the final hall where our classroom lies. Adam stops and turns to look at me, a warm smile present on his face.

"Do you want me to do it, or you?" He asks softly.

"Um...I'll do it," I reply after a pause. Adam nods his head once again before he opens the classroom door. Ms White turns around, startled by the sudden intrusion. She gasps in surprise as she realises that it's Adam and me.

"Oh!" She exclaims loudly. I glance at Adam before I step forward and let a small smile slip onto my face.

"Hi, Ms White," I say while I wave awkwardly. Ms White frowns and purses her lips in confusion.

"Isabelle? Adam?" She begins. "What are you two doing here? I don't believe I have you today for class..."

"Ah – well, Adam and I finished the book for the assignment you set us at the beginning of the year and we wanted to give it to you," I finish.