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Kylie entered the cafe, keeping her head down, very quiet, very isolated. She ordered her iced coffee, skipping on the food, the teasing finally getting to her. Kylie took her coffee over to the corner table and secluded herself in her homework. |
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Emery silently pointed out Kylie, Max thinking she was a stunner and looked perfectly fine. "I don't see why somebody even would think that, looks fine." He explained, Em nodding at his opinion. |
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Kylie tried focusing on her studying and homework, wiping away tears every now and then, getting smeared mascara everywhere. |
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Max watched as Emery walked over, asking if she was okay. |
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Kylie looked up, "Yeah, I'm fine, thanks," she lied, wiping her cheeks with a fake smile. |
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"Alright, just making sure." She explained, noting Max who had walked over and stood at a distance as he awaited for her. Emery quieted her voice, making sure only she could hear her. "And also, I heard about last night. Trust me, whoever did that is the biggest liar I know." With that she turned and left, Max and her getting into a average conversation while he tolerated her. |
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Kylie nodded, "Thanks," she whispered, holding back tears. She glanced at the boy behind the girl, recognizing him. He was in her architecture class and was at the party. Once the two had left, she packed up her thing and made her way home, crying. |
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Max eventually broke off and walked alone, airpods in as he put on his playlist. |
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Kylie walked home curling up in bed and crying. (Any thoughts on how they should meet?) |
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(maybe in class their doing a group assignment and they're assigned to the same groups?) |
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Heavy Downpours, Flood Warning
