Starla is now 16,000 years old, and she is so excited to finish high school and start the roommate project her parents had started. But, she suspects that her crush Altan is being abused. She uses the advice of her aunts and uncles to help out, but...
While on my way, I met up with Dawn. She is an amazing friend and is protective like my dad. She's pretty much the standard. Dawn smiled at me.
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"Last daaayy! Whoop-whoop!" she cheered. I smiled back.
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"No more walking in halls with a heavy flow for a beautiful 3 months! Best thing I've ever heard," I added with a stim. Dawn wrapped her fingers around mine as I looked in the distance. The school. Small and quant. And who did I see ahead?
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"Altan?" Dawn asked. Altan turned, letting me see those handsome, gentle features of his.
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So adorable.. I literally want to kiss him so badly. He waved softly to us as Dawn dragged us to him. Specifically, me to him. Dawn walked ahead of us, saying something about the sidewalk being too thin. We sat in silence for a few steps.
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"Altan, do you think that we could talk sometime after school? I can give you my number in art class," I suggested quietly. Altan looked at me with eyes of longing. Desperation. Sadness.
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"I'm sorry. I can't do that."
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I gulped softly with a nod. I wanted to cry. Does he like someone else? Or no one at all? It felt awkward, and Dawn heard us. She dragged me ahead, leaving Altan in our dust.
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"Don't look back, Starla. He'd treat you like shit anyway," Dawn whispered. I couldn't cry. Not now or ever. I am Starla Moon and I cheer people up, not able to show others sadness. I smiled to Dawn.
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"Maybe it's something else, Dawny! Don't be a downer," I replied. Just one more day, Starla Moon. One more day.
