'Some fruits should be left forbidden.'
Celestina Quinn is nothing like those other people. Her beauty hides her soul, masking her to be a normal person. Her sharp words are her quiver of arrows. Her too good to be true personality which everybody b...
Well, for one, I felt someone poke me and two, I'm gonna kill them. I pulled that person into a headlock. That's when I heard Lucy's muffled screams. I let go of her. "Seriously, Celeste. Is this how you treat your friends?"
'Yeah, IwouldhaveifIhadany.'
I ignored her question. "What is the time?"
"8:00. We both have psychology class at 8:45. All the others are present in this class." She informed me. "And I need to go. I need a change of clothes. And shower."
"Wear mine and use this bathroom." I pointed my room's bathroom. "I will use the other one."
"Really? I don't want to trouble you." She said, seeming unsure.
"Shut up and don't argue. You should know that you are not gonna win it." I said while walking away.
"Thank you."
"Hey, no thank you's and sorry's between friends." I said, rather softly. She smiled at me.
I left the room. I took a warm bath. I changed my clothes to white shorts and a crop top. It was kind of hot day. I came out to see Lucy missing. I searched for her everywhere. I had made breakfast for us. It was getting cold also. I finally found her in the art room. My paintings were present. I knew which painting she was looking at.
A one of kind. It was not realistic at all. For others, it seemed like splashed colors. It's like music. Everyone can hear it but only the sensitive can understand it. Whenever I looked at it, it brought back my flush of emotions I felt at that moment of my mom's death. Each color in the painting meant something deep to me. "That is one of a kind." Lucy mumbled. "It just stands out. In all the bright happy, nostalgic, melancholic paintings in here, it just stands out."
"Yeah..." I mumbled without knowing what to say.
"I told you, you are a tough cookie to crack. Someone in your similar position would deeply understand the emotions. I can't even imagine how it would have been for you." She said with a sad smile. "Oh, we are late. I need to get dressed. I'll be down in 5."
I laughed at her. To set down the table. She came down wearing my clothes which was oddly similar to the clothes I'm wearing. Did she...? "Lucy!?" I screamed at her. She just shrugged innocently. "It was a cute dress."
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I just rolled my eyes at her. It looked good on her.
'Likeshesaid, itwasacutedress.'My mind mockedme.
Ignore my mind. It is useless. Where was I? Yeah? We had breakfast and left for the college. We reached there at 8:37. "Not bad. Despite all commotion, we have arrived early."
