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   Days passing by, I would always go to a usual routine when weekdays come. I would meet the Schuyler sisters, have a normal conversation, then see Thomas walking alone, wave to him and he'll wave back, walk through the hallway and have a chat with Thomas.

   Of course we heard that James will return on Wednesday, March 31 2020. He was still healing from his wounds, Thomas have been hanging out with Aaron Burr while waiting for James to come back. I could see Thomas and Charles glaring at each other as they pass by each other, hitting their shoulder to each other but not starting a fight. Students can also see this happening every time they meet but no words came into their mouths, just sewing their lips up and averting their eyes somewhere.

   From March 24, Thomas greeted me with a smile and walked towards me during break time while I was with the Schuyler sisters. We've been talking to each other almost everyday and the Schuyler sisters would smirk and let us be, minding their own business. He's a macaroni lover and he even brings his own homemade macaroni in school for lunch, making me laugh whenever there's cheese on the side of his lips. In return, he would laugh out loud whenever he would look at my face. 


   I even heard Peggy say in a low voice, "They're possessed by a demon, aren't they?"


Angelica would reply back, "No shit, it's already obvious on Thomas's crooked face."


   "Are you saying that he's really possessed?"

"No," Angelica smirked, "demons can't possess themselves."


   Do you still remember about my crazy heartbeats? Yeah, they were now beating when I'm close to him. Whenever our eyes meet, or whenever we would meet or hear his voice, my heart will beat. I don't know why but I didn't care, I let it happen since we just met each other in this month.

   Today, I have his number in my phone. We exchanged numbers to each other so we could talk during class or during no school. But we don't always talk to each other, there's some time that we would talk to our other friends and have fun being alone. I stared at the number while sitting down on my bed, wondering what was happening.

   My expression holds no emotion, I was just staring at my own phone for no reason. My thumbs weren't moving, my eyes remained focus on my phone and not even caring if my curtain keeps flowing behind me. The weather seems annoying today, the TV just said that there would be rain but only strong winds are coming in this location.

   I sighed and placed my phone on the wooden desk that's next to my bed. The yellow lamp was on the table, I always loved lamps since their lights comfort me so much and my mom even let me choose what kind of design I love. No matter how expensive it is, she would still buy it. I crossed my arms and looked at the mirror that's in front of me, then at the cabinet that's facing the bed. On top of it are random things such as notebooks and a black long box, wondering what's in there. I haven't opened it since my mom gave it to me, I never listen but I manage to put it away for no reason.

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