𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝.
𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝.
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Arabella Hill. Her name sounds nearly just as angelic as she looks. She was the definition of beautiful. So beauti...
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ARABELLA
The sun shone brightly, birds were chirping. It seemed like a happy day outside but I was the opposite of happy. I was miserable, that may be an exaggeration to some extent but it's how I currently feel and my feelings are valid. Everyone's feelings are and no one should be told otherwise!
The sound of people chattering could be heard from the outside of school, great. As soon as I opened the big doors that let me enter, all eyes were on me. I mean I know I didn't look my best but what's it to them? Everyone has their lazy days, today just happens to be mine.
I put my head down and continued walking until I found my locker, I opened it and found a note in it, that's odd. I picked up the paper and looked at it suspiciously before actually reading it.
It read 'To Arabella, meet me in the janitors rooms at lunch -C'.
C? Who could C possibly be, it took me a moment to register that it could be Carter.
Except Carter has my number, couldn't he have just texted me this? I stared at the paper, this isn't his handwriting either, then a thought came to my mind.
A person who I didn't want to think about, let alone have him near me but it just can't be him. It wouldn't be him. I tried to calm myself down but it was all too much. I immediately dialled Carter's number the call rang a few times before he answered.
*Answered Call*
A: Carter?
C: Princess, what's wrong you sound down.
A: Um are you at school today? Can you please come, please Carter I need you.
C: Yes I'll come, I'll be there in 10 do you want me to meet you.
A: Yes please, come to the library.
C: Okay I'll see you soon angel.
A: Bye cuciolo.
*Call Ended*
I rushed over to the library, I was this close to having an episode. I tried my hardest to hold my tears in as I walked over to the library but once I got there I sat in a corner and my emotions took over.
Sob after sob, my eyes were probably all red and puffy by now but I just couldn't stop, I hate myself for being so sensitive I wish I could just be strong but no I'm some dumb weak girl, maybe he was right.
