Chapter 6-The stars over my head

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You lay stretched on the grass beside the river, this was ma's favourite spot. As the water laps against your finger, you hear a rustle behind you. Suddenly, your sixth instinct kicks in: danger. You serve around and kick out. A shout echoes through the air. You stalk into the light. Carlyle lays sprawled out, clutching his nose.

You hold your hand out and he flinches.

"Don't worry pretty boy, I'm not going to kick you again. " you whisper on his ear.

"You think I'm pretty? " he asks hopefully.

"Uh. Why are you so intolerable?" you breathe.

"But I'm pretty? "

"You're not ugly. "

He laughs and holds your hand. You look at him bewildered but he leans in and kisses you gently. You break away and smile.

"See you tomorrow Mr Carlyle. "

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