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  The phone call is still on. I can hear the indistinguishable noises of the students, and so is Shawn, asking so many questions to Mire in a nervous way.
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"Why is she returning this to me? I gave this to her."
"Don't tell her anything Mire!" I said like a little demon speaking to Mire over the phone.
"I don't know Shawn. She just wants you to have it."
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There's another flat line drawing from the quietness.
I heard Mire breathing heavily as she says, "Well, I'm going now."
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Brushes of shoes walking on the cement and the huffs from Mire's breathing, I know she's walking away from him.
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"WAIT!" Shawn yelled, "Why do you have her bag?!"
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Mire was unable to make an excuse for it, so was I.
We're both zipped to pull out a quick excuse.
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"Tell him that I'm feeling sick."
"She's—uh—going home."
"Going home?!"
"Yeah, she's.. uh.. feeling sick."
"Where is she?"
"TELL HIM NOTHING!"
"She's—she's.. I got to go."
"Mire! Tell me!"
"Just.. I'm going, okay? Stop asking."
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And that moment, Shawn is silenced, probably thinking.
"Why didn't she tell me?"
"She's on a rush. She's very sick."
"..I'll have that bag."
"No."
"Please, give it to me. I'll take it to her."
"NEVER! DON'T GIVE IT TO HIM MIRE!"
"Please Mire, let me have her bag. I'll take it to her, I'll go to her house."
"No Shawn. It's late."
"How about her? Is she home already or she's still walking home all by herself without me? Tell me, 'cause that's what I'm more worried about."
"Let him wonder Mire! Just get out of there. Don't give him anything!"
"Sorry Shawn, I have to go."
"Mire, I'm her boyfriend."
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That's the last thing I heard, I didn't heard Mire responding anymore but I hear her footsteps walking away.
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"Hello?" She mutters.
"Hey.."
"I'm pretty far away from him now."
"Thank you, so much.."
"How are you feeling?"
"I'm okay.. I'm fine.."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah."
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I am sure. I realized that when something is fake, it will stay that way. No magic can turn a fake gold into a real one.
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I breathe deeply and let it out of my nose.
"He looks troubled Era.."
"Of course he is Mire, of course he is."
"Well, I'm already on my way to get Rom."
"Okay."
"Are we still going? 'Cause I think you should rest."

  

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