Chapter 4

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Nicole went to sit in front of Waverly, ignoring the sneaky stares from the students in the library. Good thing the presence of a hunky basketball player was inexistent or Nicole would be in big trouble. A trouble she didn't ask for in the first place.

Waverly was hunched over a book that Nicole recognized as one of Harper Lee's works. The redhead had enjoyed reading that. Reading was like breathing to the redhead. But then of course reality set in and reading was in no way that could keep her alive.

"I love that book," Nicole said. "I love the ending."

"Don't you dare tell me the ending?"

Nicole smiled from the sudden response. She didn't expect she'd get a reply from the brunette at all.

"Waves, I'd never do that and spoil your fun," Nicole said.

"Then why aren't you at the dance last Friday?"

The redhead suddenly felt like the last response she gave apply to the current question the brunette has for her.

"I'm really sorry... Something came up," Nicole lied. Although she was really sorry. "My mom wanted me to go shopping with her and I lost track of time."

"Shopping? In the middle of the night?"

"Hey, there was an ongoing clearance sale, so... Now you know my mom." Nicole wasn't particularly lying about that part. Her mother was always fond of sales and anything that could save her just a little discount. Her mother had been particular on savings, knowing the inevitable would happen one day. The inevitability of Nicole's death.

A small smile crept across Waverly's face, making Nicole forget about everything else.

"Fine," Waverly sighed. Then she went to pull something from her backpack. It was a colorful flyer with two figures hugging printed on it. "I'd like to invite you to this support group on Saturday."

Nicole's mouth fell open, she thought she might draw flies. How could she convince Waverly she's not suicidal as she thinks? This had completely gotten way out of control.

But the answer released from Nicole's throat was the complete opposite. "Sure, I'll be there."

The small smile from Waverly's face grew wider. Nicole would give everything to please her like that. Waverly's smile made Nicole think that not everything beautiful had to stop being beautiful even when she's dying.

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"If you don't want to tell her about the truth," Jeremy said, mouth full of food. "At least, tell her something that would make her believe you weren't trying to kill yourself."

Nicole let out a sarcastic laugh. "And how would you suggest that? How can you explain why I'm seconds away from jumping off the bridge?"

After Jeremy had swallowed his food, he uttered, "Tell her it was only a prank."

"Prank? Even I don't believe it."

"It is! Tell her that you were dared to make it look like you were jumping until someone would stop you. And that someone only happens to be Waverly..."

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