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Alex was surprised at the enthusiasm Estelle gave. She was happy and jittery. Though, Estelle said it was because she was shy. Alex was the same way. "O-oh thank you. Are you sure its okay I don't pay for these? I feel kind of guilty for just taking them..." Alex said shyly. Estelle reminded Alex of a friend from the past. She was cute and created a smile on Alex's face. That was a challenging feat indeed.

"By the way, I'm Alex. I don't know this place very well and am really shy, could you maybe she me around please?"

 

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"O-oh thank you. Are you sure its okay I don't pay for these? I feel kind of guilty for just taking them..." ​

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"By the way, I'm Alex. I don't know this place very well and am really shy, could you maybe she me around please?"​

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"Hmmm well...." Estelle thought about it for a little bit. She couldn't turn down a kid. "Well, sure I guess." She smiled, calling upstairs. "Nat! I'll be back later! Can you watch the front desk for me?" She called. She didn't get a reply, but she trusted Nat, and left with Alex anyway. She showed her the Coffee shop, empty due to the sickness. ​

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"I normally came here to draw during the day, but it has short hours now. I feel bad for the families around here, they're just trying to make ends meet. Others are acting normal, as if nothing is happening. We're sort of one of those shops, you could say." Estelle explained. "I know how you feel, we moved here about 7 years ago, and I still haven't really met a lot of-" She cut herself off.​

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"Well, I guess that's not really true anymore. Since I met my best friend, Nat, she introduced me to so many new friends. It's awesome. But until then, I didn't really fit in anywhere. It's hard to be new in town, and with the town in this state, it can be hard to find someone to talk to."​

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She showed her around the park near by, Her face red as she breathed hard. "Sorry, I haven't really been out much, I was never really a sporty person, so I run out of breath, really easily." She laughed. "So, where are you from, what did you do back at your old school?" She asked, as they sat down on one of the benches. ​

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Shane looked at the message on his phone as he put the last piece on his attire. Today was the day that he was going to meet Seraphina's parents and he couldn't be any more nervous. heck that was the whole reason he asked to wear one of his dad's fancy outfits, cause he was going to need to make a good first impression.

That was true for the most part. All he had to do was listen to some encouraging words form his parents before he left. The moment he stepped out the door, he knew that there was no turning back. There was many emotions affecting him right now, but he managed to ignore them for the most part and head towards Seraphina's home.

 

[/url] After the young man had made his courteaus gesture the woman's face had flushed. Her rose cheeks showing quite clearly only made his already thumping heartbeat gallop along that much faster. Her attention seemed to drift from him for a brief moment and face towards the register. Her eyes had shifted back to meet his own and he only felt that much more nervous as to what was to come next. ❝ O-oh, well actually, I'm kinda done too ... ❞ Ah just the gentlemen's luck. To be denied an opportunity such as this was truly the work of cruel fa-❝ B-but, if you ah, wanted to walk with me to the registers ... ❞ Oh happy day! The mistress known as Fate may just be smiling down upon him yet. ❝ That would be nice -- walking together ... ❞ Oh could this moment become any more perfect?

His response was a tad delayed, for while such a perfect opportunity had presented itself to him, it had left him a tad unprepared. When his blissful thoughts were finally collected he responded to her gesture. "Wh-why yes it would be Miss Mhenjer. I would be delighted to accompany you." With that the two of them proceeded to go to the checkout area. It was a rather delightful walk as Rian had equivocated this moment to a glimpse into Paradise, as she slowly walked beside him.

A small smile had returned to her face as she continued to converse with him. ❝ So um ... How are the online classes ah, going for you? It's different. ❞

"They quite are." He sighed a tad before continuing, "though we are able to do them at our own leisure and while they do not take as much time as a regular school session, I cannot quite explain it entirely, but I am not entirely fond of them." He realized had he continued on with this, his dismay for the courses may become a tad overbearing on the Miss. As such he went on to find her opinion. "How are they faring for you Miss Mhenjer?" As he listened to her response a thought crossed his mind and exited before his mind could veto such a suggestion. The proceeding batch of words that had exited his mouth were something that he may regret based on their outcome. "Wh-While I am no savant in any particular subject, I am still rather well versed in most. S-so,if you were to ever ask for assistance from me, I-I would not be opposed." Oh dear lord someone shut this blathering fool up for he may just ruin everything.

 

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Seraphina heard the doorbell ring. It made the house go quiet, and then most of the surround maids, servants and other workers in the house hold, came running to the second floor to get a good view. With her Aunt by her side, she opened the door. "Hello Shane, welcome." She said, letting him in. Shane looked so handsome, she blushed a bit, looking over at her Aunt, which nodded. Her Aunt's face lit up, pleased to see the sight of the boy. ​

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"It's so nice to have you here on such an important occasion." She said, bending in a bow slightly. "This is my Aunt Celia, She is also my Governess." She said, introducing her. "Aunt Celia, may we be excused? We will be out in the gardens, if we are called upon by my parents, you can tell them that is where they shall find us." Seraphina said smiling as politely she could. Shane and her went outside, and they went back into the garden they had been in the last time he was here. "I think she was pleased with you." Seraphina said, standing beside him, looking over at the pond. "I couldn't care less about what my parents say." She admitted. "I know they'll like you, once you start talking with them." She encouraged ​

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"You look very handsome." She smiled, but not like before, this was a genuine smile, her eyes lit up as she blushed lightly on her soft skin. Her heart was beating fast now, she tried to remember what happened the last time. He had kissed her out of something like pity, which didn't bother her until the next day. She was fighting her temptations. Still she reminded herself to act properly tonight.​

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Estelle was quick to accept Alex's request. Alex was rather shocked by that actually. They went to the coffee place that was near abandoned. Estelle said it was because of this disease that was going around. Alex only hoped that neither of them caught it. Estelle spoke about all the friends she made. It made Alex a tad jealous. "I hope I can make good friends while I am here..."

Soon after, they visited the park. In doing so, Estelle looked really red and out of breath. Alex was concerned for her health. "Maybe we should sit down a bit. I'll tell you some things about me then." Alex found them a bench and sat down to begin to tell the story.

"My story... well... I'm from Russia but we moved to Oregon when I was really young, My parents wanted to leave it because of their ties to the communist party from back when." Alex sighed. "I didn't do much in school. People always avoided me because of my appearance. I didn't have very many friends..." Alex stopped talking and looked to the ground. "I'm sorry. That must make me look so unappealing.

 

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"My story... well... I'm from Russia but we moved to Oregon when I was really young, My parents wanted to leave it because of their ties to the communist party from back when." Alex sighed. "I didn't do much in school. People always avoided me because of my appearance. I didn't have very many friends..." Alex stopped talking and looked to the ground. "I'm sorry. That must make me look so unappealing.​

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Estelle's smile had fallen. She knew the same, she went through the same. "Appearance?" Estelle questioned "But you're so cute." Estelle smiled. "Hey..." She put 2 of her fingers under Alex's chin, to lift her eyes up to look at her. ​

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"We'll be our friends, Nat and I, my cousins maybe. And don't worry too much about how you look, you're adorable." Estelle giggled. ​

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"I went through the same thing, when I was your age, I didn't really fit in too well. I was tall, quiet... and looked much older then everyone else. I didn't really fit in until highschool, and even then..." Estelle drifted off. "What school are you going to now?" Estelle asked, sitting down on a bench. ​

 

Cute? Me? No... that couldn't be. She doesn't even know about... A look of shock went on Alex's face as Estelle offered to be a friend alongside Nat. Whoever Nat was anyway. "I would really like that... Thank you. But... I'm not cute. That isn't something I am told often so it cant be true." Alex said blushing a burnt red. Alex then listened to the story and similar events that happened to Estelle. She knew how Alex felt. That meant just maybe, Alex could have made the perfect friend here. It was still too soon to say but...

"As for schooling... I came here to attend Fortissimo. I thought maybe I could improve my skills in a few fields. It was also just a way to get away from home..." Alex said with a faint smile turning away from Estelle. The red on Estelle's face didn't seem to be improving. Alex spoke out in worry. "Maybe we should go back to your place. You look really ill." Alex helped got up and offered her a hand.

 

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By the time Seraphina had opened the door for him, he'd had some of his nerves worked out. Unfortunately seeing Seraphina brought them right back. He didn't quite know what it was, but something about her was different, in a good way of course. Still, when she introduced him to her aunt, he did the polite thing a greeted her.​

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As they made their way towards the garden, he was somewhat surprised by how much confidence that she had in him. Now he really couldn't mess this up. Not with all this pressure on him anyway. Hearing her compliment him brought a blush to his face. he definitely wasn't expecting to get a compliment.​

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"Thanks, you look beautiful." His face was still red as he spoke. This was something that he was really going to have to get used to if everything went well.​

 

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"Oh no, I'll be alright." She said smiling, pulling her hair back into a pony tail. "But I guess we should be heading back." As they got back, Estelle invited her upstairs, and she made a hot chocolate for them both. ​

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"Here." She said, putting both cups down on the table. "It's not much, but it's home." She laughed, motioning to the living room. ​

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"What you said earlier, about the school you go to, it's the same as mine, isn't that great? All the classes are being taken by computers now, which sucks because mine is really really old." Estelle smiled, taking a sip of her hot chocolate. ​

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"Thanks, you look beautiful."​

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As he spoke, Seraphina felt a warm shiver go down her spine. "Thank you." Seraphina nodded, her face also blushing a bright red. "Hmmm, maybe the lacing and lessons were not a lost after all..." She thought. She was thinking of what else she could say. She remember, she Aunt telling her that she should never be at a lost for words. She took a short breath, as graceful as she could. "Um.." Seraphina said quickly. She was then cut off, by hearing the bells that called for their meal.​

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"Oh, it looks like it's time." She said smiling brightly as they made their way out of the garden area. There were many, many tables in the dining room, but, because it was only the 6, they sat at the table at the front of the room. Seraphina sat in the middle, with Shane by her side. ​

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Next her sister came in, and sat beside her, not saying a word. Her Aunt was next, hurrying in like she had missed something important. Her parents walked in. Her father was tall with bright red hair, with was neatly kept and in a dress suit. Her Mother was on his arm, her light brown hair flowing behind her. She smiled at them, also. Her father went over to shake Shane's hand, while her mother sat down and just nodded a 'Hello'​

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"It's wonderful that we have the honor of dining with you today, Shane." Her mother said. "Seraphina has talked so much of you, we couldn't possibly reject an invitation to come and meet you." Her father smiled kindly. Seraphina blushed, but in her mind, she was spatting things at her parents, for it hadn't been their idea at all. Sera looked at her younger sister, waiting for her to say something to him. ​

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Her sister shook her head, "Commoner." She muttered, only loud enough for Sera to hear. She thought about kicking her younger sister from under the table, but decided against it, since her parents would not live that embarrassment down. She smiled, pretending like her sister hadn't said anything at all. "Shane, would you please tell us a little bit about yourself. Do you have any hobbies, interests?" Her Aunt asked sweetly as food was served. ​

 

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The streets were oh so quite and quite peaceful. Usually they mostly had quite a few people walking around, but now only a few people even really felt like getting out of the house. It was a common fact why, but for Jonathan this did not really faze him. True he did worry about this epidemic and true he wished to do what he needed to prevent getting infected, but Jonathan was a person who'd rather not cower indoors.

Jonathan was a man who had never truly seen the outside world for himself. He was always concealed, kept away from true freedom. Jonathan believed this freedom was finally given to him once he left home, but with this epidemic that freedom was cut off. Nobody in Candlewood could get out and only the lucky few like Noelle managed to. The restriction to the exit, though it may have seemed to be not much of a bother, it still troubled Jonathan to know he couldn't leave the infected city. It was true Jonathan could get out of the city whenever he desired, but do to personal reasons he just couldn't yet.

He continued on his normal route and stopped and stared at an all too familiar house. "Thats right...your gone now..." Jonathan said softly at he stared at the Chamber house. Each time he came upon the house he would always check up on Noelle, to see how the girl was doing, but now that she was gone and he couldn't see her it just felt so...empty for him. He just stared at the house for a good long while before at last Jonathan continued on his path.

Walking up to a nearby cafe, Jonathan walked in and ordered a drink. It was no surprise to see places like this open. Despite everything people still needed money and some people just didn't have the luxury of staying home. Taking a seat and taking the time to enjoy his drink, Jonathan thought to the future. With the help of Julius, Jonathan had made it into Fortissimo, but even after making it into such a fine musical school Jonathan wondered if music was the path he wanted to take. He just didn't know what path to take really.

 

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Sarah walked in the park with Lillian. Neither of them cared about the sickness, because they knew it probably wasn't airborne. They laughed as they talked, about boys and school and what-not, Lillian pointed out the two people sitting nearby. She said that the one with the black hair was Natalie's friend who lived at the Flower Shop. Lillian suggested they go visit them later, as Natalie was sure to be there and Sarah agreed. Natalie had lately been avoiding her altogether for some reason.

Later on, they arrived at the Flower Shop. "Heyyyy!" Sarah called out semi-loudly, "Anyone home?"
"Honestly Sarah, you're such a damn bother... Must you be so loud?"
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Upstairs, Natalie heard Sarah's cry and her heart stopped. "Oh no... She's here..." She ran out of the room and went to peek downstairs.
"Who's here?" Bianca questioned, not as put-off by Natalie as usual, with her stomach still hurting from Whitney's punch. How was she so strong?

"My old friend Sarah... she got a bit obsessive over me..."

"Oh goodie... one of YOUR friends..." Bianca said rather insultingly.

Natalie ignored her and proceeded to sneak past Sarah, going to the other room to find Estelle.

"Hiya Natalie!" Sarah said.

Oh great. Natalie turned and faced Sarah, and noticed Lillian there too. "Hi Sarah, Lillian. What can I do for you two? Here to shop for flowers?"

"Nah, Lillian just mentioned you might be here, hiding from me like you have been lately."

"Oh, she's trying to manipulate Natalie," Bianca thought. She pushed it out of her mind and went back to see Whitney. "Get dressed, we have company. Oh, and for plans. I never answered you." she thought for a bit, "Umm... maybe go see a movie? If you want to, of course."Natalie, meanwhile called for Estelle.

"Hey Esty, there's customers here!" She turned back to Sarah, "No, I'm not hiding from you, my older sister just sent me here to stay away from the virus!"

Sarah gave her an unbelieving glare.

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MOOD▹ DETERMINED ⧉ LOCATION▹ STORE​

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❝ They quite are. ❞ Rian replied before sighing. The prim manner to which he spoke always made her laugh inside. She didn't find it snobbish or anything like some people might. It was just simply amusing to Pierce. ❝ Though we are able to do them at our own leisure and while they do not take as much time as a regular school session, I cannot quite explain it entirely, but I am not entirely fond of them. ❞​

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❝ How are they fairing for you Miss Mhenjer? ❞ he asked her. Rian always seemed so formal when he addressed her. It made her nervous, like she might not say something right and unknowingly offend him.​

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Pierce mashed her lips together in thought as they came to a stop at one of the registers. She stood behind an elderly woman in line with a shopping cart filled with the month's groceries. ❝ Um ... Well, they - they're all right. I suppose. N - no more challenging than in class. Still ah, still struggling with Algebra ... but I don't think that has a - anything to do with being out of school ... ❞ She cleared her throat and started to load her things onto the conveyor belt after the old woman.​

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❝ Wh-While I am no savant in any particular subject, I am still rather well versed in most. S-so,if you were to ever ask for assistance from me, I-I would not be opposed. ❞ Oh, apparently Rian stuttered too. Now she didn't feel so dumb.​

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Pierce already had Oliver to help her with her schoolwork, but it might be fun to try and study with someone in her class. Then she wouldn't have to worry about dragging down Oliver. He couldn't possibly want to work on her high school homework when he had his own more challenging college assignments after all. Her phone beeped and she held up a finger to Rian briefly, pulling the touchscreen out of her pocket. The display flashed a new message and she tapped it open to see a response from Oliver. She smiled at it briefly before slipping it back into her pocket.​

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The one word message didn't really warrant a reply. The clerk finished with the woman and began to ring up Pierce's things. She glanced back at Rian and smiled. ❝ Maybe um ... maybe this weekend we could ah, work togeth - together? Do you - do you have my number? ❞ Pierce pulled out her phone again, knowing full well that she did not have his.​

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Rian suddenly looked really nervous and Pierce was afraid she might have crossed the line somehow. He seemed to be surprised by her request or something. ❝ I-I um, I do not Miss Mhenjer. Wo-would you, um, perhaps, want my number as well? ❞​

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❝ Yeah, ❞ she chirped. She stammered through her number and he seemed to follow suit after. The cashier informed Pierce of the thirty dollar bill for the food and she handed the man the money her mom gave her. Pierce rifled through her bag for the car keys and slipped the shopping bags over her arms. She gave Rian another half smile and a wave as he started to check out as well. ❝ Well, it was - it was nice talking to you Rian. I'll um ... I'll see you this weekend? ❞ She headed to the doors but stopped half way and turned back. ❝ Oh um, and Rian, ❞ she called out to him, ❝ You can ah, you can call me Pierce... ❞ Pierce gave him another wave and a goodbye before heading off to the parking lot and going home.​

 

Bianca was already dressed so asking her to get more dressed was completely unneeded. She sighed and got up. "Yeah, a movie sounds fine or whatever." She went to go look at the others who joined. She gave a strange look to Alex. She seemed odd...

Alex took the cup and drank. It was really good. The little place was cozy. As for school, Alex had a well enough computer for both of them to use. "I have a computer you can use. If its okay, I could come over and let you use it..." Alex said with embarrassment.

"Awww, she is so cute Estelle. Where di you find this girl? Maybe she is going to be in our class?" Whitney asked Estelle.

Alex however gave a reply. "If you are going to the same school as Estelle... than... yes." Alex said lightly. Even she is calling me cute... what is this madness. Why does everyone lie to me?

 

[/url] Rian was not entirely sure how his request was to be received. In fact he was expecting some sort of rejection that would pain him as though jagged knives were going through his chest. In fact time seemed to slow as he awaited her response. It was during this time that her cellular phone had gone off and she promptly checked it. She held up a finger to him, a common mannerism that meant "gimme a sec", as he noticed a smile flash across that brilliant face of hers once more. Oh the anticipation of her response may have actually been dragging him closer to his death. As she put her cellular phone away, she looked over in Rian's direction and smiled. Oh how his heart was throbbing. ❝ Maybe um ... maybe this weekend we could ah, work togeth - together? Do you - do you have my number? ❞

Oh sweet merciful lord, there is a god in heaven after all. In this sort of scenario had his life been some sort of animation, his chest may have burst open and streamed out millions of not realistically shaped hearts, that was the magnitude of his joy. However the actual acceptance of his gesture had caught him completely off guard. He could feel the sweat forming on his brow as he was forming a response in his mind. "I-I um, do not Miss Mhenjer. Wo-Would you, um, perhaps want my number as well?"

❝ Yeah.❞ Oh happy day! It had ended up going so well. The two of them exchanged their phone numbers and Rian oh so jovial to do so. ❝ Well, it was - it was nice talking to you Rian. I'll um ... I'll see you this weekend? ❞

"Yes, yes you shall Miss Mhenjer." With her business here finished she had begun to exit the premises as Rian began to check his own items out. On her way out she turned back to face him and gave him a smile and a wave.

❝ Oh um, and Rian, you can ah, you can call me Pierce... ❞ Oh how he could die at this moment and be perfectly content with the life he had led. It was not as if he made it a point to not address people by their given names, he just had assumed that addressing them by their family name was only more proper. Having been given explicit permission though, that was a different matter entirely. He made a mental note to do such next time.

"Paper or plastic lover boy?" His attention was snapped back out of his fanciful wonderland to hear the snooty clerk speak to him. He was taken aback by his comment about him at that moment and quickly retreated from the topic.

"I have no idea what you are referring to sir. Paper though." With a smirk on his face the clerk bagged on his face and handed Rian his change. Rian bid the fellow a good day and began his stroll towards his abode, lost in his own blissful imagination.

 

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Ryder sat on the couch in the living room, resting his elbows on his knees. His skateboard was under his feet and he rolled it from side to side. This whole 'having to stay indoors' thing was really starting to eat away at him. All he wanted to do was go for a ride down the streets on his board, but everyone was freaking out too much to let him do it. When at home, it was his mother and his sister; at Elisa's, it was her. He just couldn't seem to find a moment to himself to sneak off and skateboard. Although, the looks he had been receiving from his twin practically screamed 'go outside and get sick and die,' not that he cared any. Richie could think what he wanted. It wasn't like his brother knew what he did. And if he did somehow figure it out, he was being a bit dramatic with it all. As if that potion did anything more than make Elisa momentarily sick.

He sighed and tapped away at the screen on his phone, playing a game. Homework would probably be the smart decision, but he was just not that into the idea of doing any schoolwork right now. Music blared from the speaker on his phone and he nodded his head along with the rap. Ryder needed to think of a way to get out of the house. If he just took off for a bit, Elisa would probably get pissed at him for risking his life or something. He really didn't want to make her mad at him, but he felt like he was suffocating inside his home.

Ryder closed out of the game and slipped his phone in his pocket. He slid his feet off the skateboard and climbed off the couch, heading for the back door. If he couldn't leave, he could at least step out for a puff off the pipe. With everything going on, it had been quite some time since he last got high. He cut through the laundry room and went out the screen door. His back leaned against the the siding on the house and he pulled the pinchie out of his pocket, along with a small plastic baggy. Ryder stuck the glass tubed pipe into the bag, jamming it in the green and purple sticky, flaky weed before lifting it to his mouth and shoving the baggy back into his pocket. This would probably be his only moment of solitude for who knows how long.

 

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"Awww, she is so cute Estelle. Where did you find this girl? Maybe she is going to be in our class?" Whitney asked Estelle.​

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"If you are going to the same school as Estelle... than... yes." Alex said ​

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"She's not a puppy Whitney." Estelle laughed. "Her name is Alex, she just moved here." Estelle said. "Maybe." Estelle smiled. "Alex, this is my cousin Whitney." Estelle said. ​

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"I have a computer you can use. If its okay, I could come over and let you use it..." Alex said with embarrassment. ​

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"That would be awesome!" Estelle laughed happily. "You're welcome here anytime Alex, as you can see, there are a lot of people in this house." Estelle laughed as her 2 younger sisters came up from the Flowershop and went straight into their rooms, sharing a secret to themselves. "So the more the merrier." Estelle said cheerfully. "Anything you want to ask? About the school or about the town? Anything at all just shoot." Estelle said, crossing her leg. ​

 

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It wasn't very long before he was led to the Dinning Hall were all the real fun would start. It was finally time for him to meet her parent, basically do or die time if he wanted make a good impression. So he made sure to act a polite as he possibly could as everyone sat down around him. ​

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"It's wonderful that we have the honor of dining with you today, Shane." Seraphina has talked so much of you, we couldn't possibly reject an invitation to come and meet you."​

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"Thank you. I'm glad that I was able to come." So far so good. He'd yet to say anything stupid or do anything that might say something poorly about him. ​

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Normally he would've brought up video games and things like that, but decided that that wasn't the best thing to start off with at the moment. "Well I do like to play the piano when I have the time." He had no idea if they would ask to hear him play, but on the bright side Seraphina had heard him play so she could vouch for him.​

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"Well I do like to play the piano when I have the time."​

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"His playing is wonderful Mother." Seraphina said, with a small smile. Seraphina's parents smiled also, she had cracked them. She couldn't tell whether it was a real, or fake. Through their meal, they had talked about various things. Since the Piano was brought up there was tons of conversation of music. After they were finished, Seraphina stood up. ​

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She wanted to take off this stupid corset. But Everything had gone so well, she had no need to be nervous anymore. "Mother, Father, may we be excused?" Seraphina asked them both. Her parents looked at each other, before nodding. She walked up into the Observatory. She remembered what had happened her New Years Night, and had smiled. Finally they were alone, they could talk, normally. And not the fancy dinner conversation her parents had expected, and that lucky had been brought. ​

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"They like you." Seraphina said, sitting on one of the couches. "They looked impressed at least." She laughed. "Thank you so much for coming tonight. I'm so glad..." She smiled brightly. "You look a bit anxious." She told him. "I guess I would be too." She giggled. "My parents aren't exactly very friendly looking." She laughed. "Do you have anything you want to talk about while we're alone?" Seraphina asked, looking at him curiously​

 

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Cel had spent the day in a small church, a bit far from her house. She couldn't spend the day at her father's grave... but this was all she really needed. She walked around, seeing the glass shimmer as her hair reflected off of it. After her father died, her world had ended. Everything she knew, everything she had loved, was shattered, by someone the family thought was there friend. There was a scar, that just wouldn't go away. Tears streamed down her face. She could cry when she was alone, but to others it was weakness. ​

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She thought about everything. "He didn't deserve the struggles he had. He didn't deserve being left with a ******* child on his foot steps..." She muttered. "He deserved a better life then to just be left to die!" She cried out. "It should have been me!" She thought. "IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME INSTEAD!" She cried out. She stood up, nearly hitting some of the candles off to the side with her fist. She remembered she was in somewhere sacred. She took a breath. She stood at the front of the church, dropping to her hands and knees, praying to a God she didn't know if she believed in.​

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"Why did he die and not me?! I have nothing to live for. He could have lived such a productive life, and I'm nothing! Tell me! Tell me why you left me here, with the burns of my unhealed scars?!" She demanded, shaking as her face grew pale. Of course, there was no answer. She cried out angrily, and just decided it would be better if she had gone home. ​

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She had gotten home, and went straight upstairs, lying on her bed in silence. "What good is my life? Why was I worth my father's death?..." She wondered. She was brooding now. She was shivering, cold as ice. The cold tears had left marks on her face. She sighed, then looking out of the window. "You must have made a mistake, because I'm not worth it. Not a *****'s daughter." She had wrote in her Diary. ​

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"It was a hard day, one of the hardest. I feel so worthless. He didn't deserve to die... I should have been the one instead. He didn't choose to have my as a daughter, I was forced upon him. And he loved me just the same. I'm just a *****, just another ****. I'm not worth my father's life. I don't understand why it turned out this way, but I'm tired of asking questions that will never be answered. You can fight fire with sparks." ​

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And with then, she slowly fell asleep. ​