Authors note:
This chapter is a 25th chapter special!! Yay! It takes place a few years before the sun goes out!
Play the music up top. It will help set the mood!
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Cynthia's point of view
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I walk into the crusty old gym with my baggy uniform draped on my body.My feet make loud clap sounds as they hit bright orange gym floor.
A few of the athletic girls run pass me and a gush of wind hits my face.
I sit in my spot, the cold floor making me shiver.
I look up to see the coach's taking roll.
"Warm up" yells Coach Beckett
All of my peers go into their lines, and I follow.
We go through our dreaded warm ups, and I hate every second of it.
Coach Carson separates us into groups and we get into stations.
I go to my station and begin to lift the dumbbells set there.
In the corner of my eye I see something sparkling.
But not sparkling.
A different kind of sparkling.
The kind of sparkling where something is so unique in its own way that you can't help but look.
But this time "it" isn't a "it"
It's a she.
I look up at her.
She has shoulder length thick black hair that the light dances on, big doughy eyes, full pink lips, and she's beyond short.
I stare at her like she's an art piece, but she isn't, she's just a new student, placed on the bleachers due to the coach's having no idea what to do with her.
I watch as she inspects the rest of the girls, probably taking mental notes on how this school works.
She finally looks in my direction, and our eyes lock.
I smile at her sweetly.
She smiles back.
I just knew we were going to be best friends 👭
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