StarryDayzzz

It always ended like this. After feeling any emotion at all, there was always a crash. Leila didn't know how Leo could do it; how he could be so fiery and volatile and still so alive. Her twin brother had always told her that her emotions were written not on her face or her words, but her body. 
          
          Her body was fucking tired. 
          
          The particle theory of matter said that particles were always moving, always vibrating. Earlier, it felt like every single cell was going to jump out of her skin. Now, it felt like something was dragging each and every one of them down. Gravity (9.8N– who decided that? How do they know they're right? How do we know if anything at all is true? the girl wondered) was always present, but right now, it felt particularly cruel.
          
          Leila couldn't move. 
          
          She closed her eyes and let out a sharp breath. 
          
          Get up in three seconds.
          
          One, two, three–
          
          She was still on the bedroom floor. 
          
          Not even the bed, because even dragging herself up there was somehow too much effort. 
          
          How pathetic. 
          
          Just try again, then. 
          
          One, two, three–
          
          She didn't move. Just squeezed her hands into fists. Once, twice, thrice. The sting should've gotten her up by now. It did nothing but make her tear up. Her new school bag lay in the other corner of the room, still empty– right next to her shiny, black school shoes and tailored school uniform; across from her brand new pens and notebooks and school timetable on the wooden study desk. 
          
          The alarm clock read 11:49PM. There were barely six hours left until she'd have to wake up and get ready for her first day of school. 
          
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          Sorry that was kinda depressing but Leila is literally me rn so if yall flame her I WILL come for you
          
          New chapters probably maybe coming out soon bc my mental health has come to shit and my AS exams are in like 3 days but I haven't even opened my textbook yet and traumatising fictional teenagers is my fave way to cope (I'm highkey cooked) 
          
          Take care of urselves pls ily all

It's still weird to me that Leila and Leo are still 15 and now I'm basically pushing 18
          Respectfully WHAT THE HELL they are BABIES why was I doing allat to them

I was planning on having super complicated lore for the Agosti family background that linked with the other soon-to-be-introduced characters but like... what if they're all just a buncha rich Italian guys who just so happen to be very powerful for some reason... like who even needs mafia families anymore amiright? Idk. I feel like I don't even know enough about the crime world to even represent that in the story lol BUT if you guys would be interested in that typa stuff in this book then FEEL FREE TO SHARE!! I WANT TO HEAR ALL THE IDEAS AND QUESTIONS AND EVERYTHING!!!

What’s Leila’s and Mattias’ age gap?

Returning to my GCSE roots and writing stories instead of revising

I don't think I'll ever have a normal sleep schedule oops

The room felt fragile, like breathing too loudly would break something. Like thinking too hard was dangerous. Yet Dominic found himself thinking anyway. 
          
          “You did good.”
          
          He looked up, brows furrowed in confusion. “Hm?”
          
          Gio blinked. Alonzo didn't react at all.  
          
          An incredulous scoff sounded across the room. “You heard me.”
          
          Dominic turned slightly. Leo was staring stubbornly at the floor, picking at his hangnails. 
          
          The man nodded, slowly. “Yeah… I did.”
          
          “Then don't make me say it again,” Leo grumbled, refusing to even look up. Despite the glare etched onto his little brother's face, Dominic found himself unable to stop his lips twitching upwards. 
          
          "Alright. I won't."
          
          Leo nodded curtly. 
          
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          Rewrote chapter 30 if yall wanna check that out. I'm slowly de-cringe-ifying the story lol

I miss this story 

Yes I only come here to complain about school what r u gonna do about it

"A levels are so much easier than GCSEs" they said 
          "It's only 4 subjects" they said
          "You'll have sm free time" they said 
          
          WHO FUCKING LIED TO ME.