[s c h o o l of 2 0 0 5 series book 1]
❝Bite me!❞
❝I did. Thrice, remember?❞
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What do spray paint, playboy magazines, and quiz tests have in common?
Trust Natasha Glazer and Blaze Warner to know the answer to that question.
The boardi...
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I had just finished planning the list of games for the fate preparations, when the common room phone went off, making Mrs McLean—my new warden, who is frankly much better than Godzilla—drop the bag of trash in a fright.
"That damn ringtone is the loudest thing I have ever heard, I swear it scares me every time," she said, placing a hand on her heart.
I smiled at her getting up from my chair, "you can take care of the call, I'll throw the trash out" I offered, picking up the trash bag before she could respond.
Its not like I had anything better to do anyway, since today was Sunday.
"Thank you, dear" she called back. Already hastening to grab the phone.
With one hand buried deep in my cardigan pocket, I leisurely strolled out of the hostel, heading to the back alley where the trash bags are dumped for the garbage truck to come and collect.
I gazed up at the sky. It was a lovely cloudless blue.
The air had almost lost all of its humidity. The sunlight felt warmer than before as it caressed my skin. Even the days seemed to last longer for this past couple of days. I guess summer was finally coming to HoneyTop.
And with it our three months of summer vacation.
Although the long vacation wouldn't formally begin until next week or so, I had already packed up half of my luggage.
I was over the moon last Saturday when my mom gave me permission over the phone to invite my friends to spend the vacation at my grandparent's farmhouse.
Wasting no time, I invited as many of my friends as I could. Though most of them had declined my invitation due to their own previously planned plans, I was more than content with having the ones I was closest with ready to board the plane with me.
Since Kate and I were cousins, we already had intentions of spending the vacation together. But now with Selen, Ester, Adam, Parul and Milo; all ready to board the plane, I felt like I had my whole gang coming home with me.
Well almost my whole gang.
There's still one individual that I haven't invited. Somebody who is an imperative part of my boarding friend circle. Somebody I still couldn't bring the nerve to invite.
I finally rounded up the corner and come to stand still, when I spotted Blaze standing over a trash can ripping some paper violently.
Why does he always appear in front of me every time I subconsciously think about him?
I stayed fix on my stop, still as the stump of a tree, afraid to even breath loudly, in case it makes him aware of my presence. Silently observing him with part confusion and part worry as he threw the tiny shredded pieces of paper in the trash can with a tear rolling down his face. His chest swelling profoundly.
