Chapter Six- Cupid

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🎵"My heart is paralyzedMy head was oversizedI'll take the high road like I shouldYou said it's meant to beThat it's not you, it's meYou're leaving now for my own good"🎵

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🎵"My heart is paralyzed
My head was oversized
I'll take the high road like I should
You said it's meant to be
That it's not you, it's me
You're leaving now for my own good"🎵

🎵"My heart is paralyzedMy head was oversizedI'll take the high road like I shouldYou said it's meant to beThat it's not you, it's meYou're leaving now for my own good"🎵

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"What the fuck?" I groaned under my breath as my heavy eyelids attempted to open. My grogginess consumed my body like a four-star meal, I had no intention of waking up this early.

I sensed my phone vibrating every second. Who the hell was sending me all these notifications at this hour?

I prefer sleeping in on weekends. It helps me recharge from all the bullshit that happens on school days.

Let me inform you about something: I am not a popular person. Like I've mentioned before, I prefer keeping my head down and my mouth shut.

I groaned again and reached across the counter to grab my phone.  My eyebrows scrunched as I realized the ten missed calls and one-hundred messages I haven't replied to yet. I was put into a group chat with six other people.

I couldn't help but chuckle

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I couldn't help but chuckle. I swear Sebastian could make the Dead laugh. I still had no idea what Amber's plan was. She only told me that we were going out one day, but she never told me why.

I'm praying that it's nothing too bad, I can't handle another humiliation imprinting on my reputation.

I sighed and finally slumped out of bed. The shower was calling my name, but the mirror wasn't. I'm sure it's tired of seeing my face first thing in the morning.

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