The Flowers That Died - Prinxiety

The Flowers That Died - Prinxiety

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Virgil Iris, an angsty, anxiety filled, bad boy teen is dealing with issues at home. To get away from these issues, Virgil gets himself into detention almost every day. One of those days another kid, Roman Lovehart, a super popular jock, got into detention. Both him and Virgil hate each other a whole bunch, and have a miserable time together during detention. Then, after a few unfortunate events, they learn that they find each others' company to be comforting.
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When Virgil lifted his head from his hands, he locked eyes with Princey. He looked shocked and afraid and a million other emotions that swirled together in a jumble of curiosity and confusion. Virgil calmed the panic in his brain quickly enough to stand. "I-I'm just going to-to go..." he whispered, suddenly more interested in his feet than Roman's face. He made his way to the door a few feet away, ignoring the sound of movement behind him. "Virgil, wait!" Roman grabbed onto his wrists, stopping him. Instantly, the anxiety bubbled up inside of him and Virgil's hand began to shake. "Please let me go..." He mumbled, the sound barely audible, even in the uncomfortable silence that hung in the room like smog. "Virge-" "Please..." A single tear dropped from one of his eyes as he squeezed them both shut as tight as he could. Slowly, Roman's grip loosened and Virgil reached for the doorknob, slipping out of the room and into the safety of his own. ATTENTION: This book is undergoing editing. In some places, it's major, like deleting an entire scene, and in others, I need to change wording around because I don't have an editor to tell me that things sound like shit.

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