Banner weapped up quickly, and after that night, as completely vanished from my life.
for the second half of pane. I donloaded League of Legends Wild Rifi, amikornelly Fumbling with my thumbs and getting reported for Teeter tapparemly gamer speak fre being pically terribler
Trst half of July, I started a part time job tutoring middle schoolers in math.
Meanwhile, Rmalia was clearly hitting it off with Jason Anapchat, the floated armed the horse that two months with this permanent glow like she’d swallowed a string of Chaltmas lights.
The day our SAT scores demped, I packed my hackpack as mal, getting ready for my tutoring i
Besalia was perched on our living room couch in a stress that probably cost more than my estis wandrobe, her hair freshly curled, applying makeup with magical precision.
I stood there silemly, inmeshately connecting the dots about why she was primping in the most visibla
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“Lana, does this lip color work?” She blinked her enormoi mascara coated, contact enlunced eyes at me, her cherry red lips alenly perfectly Bled
answered on autopilot. “Looks great.”
Rosalia pouted, clearly fishing for more. “But do you think Jax will like 17”
“Hell love.”
The tasted bitter.
Roselia beamed, practically vibrating with excitement. “Perfect! We’re going out tonight. I hope it goes well
Tunconsciously tagged at my sleeve, the question “Are you two officially dating hovering dangerously on my tongue.
That question circled my brain for what felt like an eternity, but never made it past my lips.
How could I possibly ask?
Kotlowing the answer meant I could keep my pathetic Lule amasy alive just a bit longer.
said our scores should be posted online by seven, Rosalia added, carefully applying another coat of mascara “Aren’t you even a linte nerve
1shrugged, adjusting my backpack “Not really.”
She laughed like I’d told a joke “Well, I guess when your expectations are just community college, there’s not much pressure, right?
Ijust stood there, letting her words bounce off me like they always did.
“Where are you guys going?” I heard myself ask, immediately regretting it
“That new rooftop place downtown,” she said dreamily. “Jax suggested it. He said the sunset view is incredible.”
Of course he did. The perfect romantic setting for the perfect couple
“I should get going” I mumbled, heading for the door
“Wan Rosalia called after me. “Which earrings?” She held up two pairs–sparkly diamonds vers dangly pearls.
“The pearls,” I said without thinking
She stated them for a soment. “You’re right. Thanks!“
As I walked to the bus stop, I couldn’t help wondering what it would be like to be the girl as was taking to see the suret. To be the one he’d look with those dark, intense eyes. To be chown.
Golden as a Queen
Chapter 5
But some equations don’t have slutions. Some patterns don’t break.
And some girls don’t get the guy.
