20 | Valuable As Hundred Year Old Wine

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20 | Funneh

"What good are wings without the courage to fly."

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A/N: so, to be honest. You will be shocked with the ending. But don't worry. The story is still not done yet.

*unedited

Funneh

I have seen many incoming texts from Alec. I laugh, seeing how Alec always comes to me when he's bored or feeling down. I walk to school and see Gold. With her hair all messed up and her clothes are not properly ironed. I approach her to see what's happening.

"Why do you look different?" I ask, looking at Gold head to toe. She had an incomplete makeup and her eyebugs were clearly showing.

She rubbed her eyes, "Huh? What? Nothing happened. I just finally had a chance to make it up to my grades. So I had to do an extra credit project." I nod. Ok, Gold does care about her grades.

Entering inside my classroom. I walk towards my chair and hear a group of people talking. And I just happened to hear it.

"I heard that fashonista and psychopath seemed to have fought."

"Why did you call them such. . absurd names?"

"Well, the golden haired girl seems like a fashionista anyways with her outfit. And the. . other ones seems abnormal. She even stares at Kyran during lunch."

I listen sitting on my chair flipping through the pages of my book randomly. "Then. . psychopath talks to fashonista in private and the poor golden haired girl walks out all drenched in water." That is enough to stop me and make me freeze.

What could've possibly happened in there?

I worry.

But class is about to start. And I can't do anything. Yes, that's how pathtic I am. I am really a wonder.

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Class ends and I bolt out of the door ready to see Gold again. I run around the school halls. I look into the bathroom but I cannot find her anywhere! Where the hell is she?!

I look around to sneek into the janitor's closet. There I see Gold, sobbing. Her eyes red and puffy. I can't do anything. I really can't. I close the door and avoid any furthur trouble I'm about to get myself into.

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I'm bored. So I decided to go to my locker and clean it. I will just go home later. Alec and I have lockers next to each other. But I see that his locker is empty. (He gave me the key just incase for homework or any notes)

"Oh, by the way. Did you know that—"

I hurriedly cut her statement, "Where is Alec?!"

The girl looks down and back to Alec's locker. My heart raced, and I feel my breathing uneven. A different feeling from liking someone. With Alec, he was a hundred year old wine. Very precious.

"He moved."

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I have made another sequel to be released either tomorrow or next week. This isn't over yet ;)

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