PREVIOUSLY known as Sixteen Reasons
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El Día De Ayer - Yesterday
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Perfect life's aren't always requited...
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CHAPTER SEVEN PART ONE
Out the gate a car is parked waiting for some reason it felt to familiar and it's hard to not forget the fact my past still haunts me.
After talking to Mrs Lucerne and Virginia leaving me behind without talking through a minor problem. I am a little irritated by her actions
I didn't want her to misread the situation why Xavier insisted to give me a ride. I agreed just to set a clear table between Xavier and I
Because for some reason I find myself getting into something more vivid similar to my endeavouring paranoia each time I speak of his name. The person I ran away from made me sacrifice someone's life for my own so I could
But it's too soon to say anything and the fact it's a risk I'm taking that sets me three steps back from moving forward.
Odd to to say old habits don't die hard and the fact it's hard to imagine Xavier giving me a ride to school let alone he even offered. I find it suspicious because all he did for the past week was ignore me.
Xavier is difficult to read, complicated and has some weird shit going on.
I made an oath for red flags but I'm not interested in him even though he is hot.
Not to forget I'm trying to forget the fact his driving another car. A remodeled 1975 silver Porsche. I seriously envy him even though I might never drive it anytime soon.
The walk felt like decades in order to reach the gate. Outside Xavier parked his car on the road away from the titanium gate with a board written the initials in gold 'The Lucerne Residence'.
I grab my phone out of my pocket , putting my earpod to listen my Playlist ,but interrupted by a message coming from Oliver.
'Can I hitch a ride with you guys , my car broke down'
It caught me off guard to read the messages realizing not one bit where the hell he actually lives.
Because a week can't tell you're invited to someone's house unless your gradually attempting to show up without consulting the person themselves.
We are friends ,but still they is something called boundaries when it comes to people who prefer isolation.
"The door is open ." He said, his voice seems to be hoarse just when I got in leaning back on his seat resting his eyes.
