January 16, 2018
dalewood:
hey, good morning :-)
are you awake now?Dale felt uneasy as he waited for Althea to reply. Normally, he would wake up to her "good morning" messages, but she hasn't replied to his messages last night.
He worried she's paying the consequences of him punching her stepbrother. He willed to blank his thoughts, breathing calmly.
She's fine, she'll answer later, he thought to himself, drowning out the other voices in his head.
Even as he entered school, the sinking feeling only grew when he saw the huge banner hanging on the entrance and the posters plastered on the walls and lockers.
He ripped off the poster taped on his locker, and scoffed as he scanned the paper. It was about the Valentine Fair that the school administrators and student council hosted annually.
Join the Valentine Fair on February 13!
Buy tickets to experience our fun activities!
(5 tickets = $1)Dale hated the fact that it's just another disguise of the school administrators to leech more money from the students, and couples were eating it up. If only they were actually using the money to fix the school and help students.
His eyes lingered on the part where it said they could invite someone outside the school. He thought of Althea, and going to the fair with her.
There would be a mini-carnival, contests for couples, and all other romantic activities like carriage riding and fake wedding booths. But at the end of the day, it would just end up in a huge mess of a party with alcohol, garbage music, and literal garbage because most of these teenagers didn't know how to properly throw away their trash.
And that's not our scene, he thought.
The bell rang and he absentmindedly stashed the flyer in his bag.
He quickly opened his phone, hoping for a new message from her, but there was nothing.
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Somewhere In Brooklyn
Short Story❝He stutters, while she babbles.❞ Highest Rank: #8 in Short Story - 01/10/18 Copyright © 2016 Cher Manelle