Anthony Williams

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Both of us were walking home from school. It was silent an awkward. I mean, it has been eight years. What were we supposed to talk about? I got a glance of her and I saw this necklace with a weird pendant.

"That necklace." She looked at me and touched her necklace.

"Oh. This? Do you remember this?", she asked. I can't clearly see it but I could tell that it was a necklace. I just can't really tell what the pendant was.

"I can't really see it well.", I replied. She got my hand and she let me feel the pendant.

"Can you imagine what it is? You're a painter.", she said. That sparked something in me. My imagination ran wild as I was feeling the texture of the pendant. A seashell?

"I guess you've already guess it?", she asked as she took a step back.

"You gave this shell to me. I just made it as a pendant so that every time I feel scared or if I'm stressed out, I just touch this and I feel calm.", she explained. 

"I see.", I replied. I didn't know how to respond. I was a bit surprised about her pendant since I don't remember anything about it. 

"I have to go this way.", she said. 

"Okay.", I replied. She turned away.

"See you later.", I said, raising my voice. I saw her turn my way with her eyes wide. She looked at me for a second and then she smiled. She actually smiled. She smiled.

"See you.", she replied and then she walked away.

The sunset. It wasn't visible. But I could tell that the stars were unusually shining brightly. Has it always shined this brightly?

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Celine Garcia

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I turned away from him and I could feel a smile along my lips. I feel a bit happy. I turned around I could still him walking from a distance. I ran up to him and call out to him.

"Anthony!" He turned back to look at me. I hugged him.

"Hey!", he said.

"For some reason, I wanted to hug you. Thank you."

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Anthony Williams

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Butterflies in my stomach. A light and fluffy feeling. Surprising but comfortable. The street was empty and dark. There was a light post just ahead. The two of us just standing there, me being wrapped in what seemed like a warm hug. Celine stopped and took a step back.

"Good night.", she greeted and walked away. Hey there now.... What's wrong with you all of a sudden?

"Just because we can talk like this now, doesn't mean that I still don't hate you!", I shouted. She stopped walking and turned back to smile.

"I know." 

Geez. This woman.

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Celine Garcia

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Tomorrow's going to be a good day. 

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Anthony Williams

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"Morning."

"Morning.", Leah greeted back.

"Are you still mad?", I asked. She didn't answer.

"Look, I'm sorry.", I apologized while I pulled my jacket's hood towards my face.

"Are you both... okay now?", she asked.

"I don't know. I guess?", I replied. She closed her locker.

"Good. I accept your apology. Now let's go before first period starts.", she said as she walked ahead of me. As we were both walking along the corridor, I spotted her. I was about to greet her but... it really is a bit awkward to talk to her. I can't even say her name, let alone greet her first. She saw me. We just looked at each other but none of us started to talk. So we walked away from each other. The day ended fast. I packed up my books and went out of the classroom.

"Going somewhere?", Lee asked.

"Gonna chill somewhere to clear my mind out.", I replied.

"You always clear your mind out. Are you okay?", Lee asked.

"Of course, you idiot. I'm fine. See you tomorrow.", I replied. I went to the school grounds where there was grass and the breeze was cool there. I leaned my bag against the trunk of the tree and my back met the grass. Finally, I can relax.

"We walked together from school yesterday. She talked to me first. I didn't want to be with her but out of the blue, we just casually walked together.", I said to myself. 

"Can I have a seat?" I opened my eyes and I saw her.

"No one's here anyway.", I replied. She sat beside me and leaned her bag against the tree. She took a book and started reading. I sat up and looked at her from the corner of my eye. Should I just sketch? I grabbed my sketch pad and pencil from my bag and thought about what to draw. Then I looked around the place and started to draw whatever was in my mind. I sensed her lean on the tree while I just continued sketching. 

"Finished.", I whispered. I looked behind me and I saw her sleeping, her book on top of her lap while her hands where still slightly holding each side of the book. I stared at her unconsciously and thought, she looks different from my paintings now that I stare at her. 

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Celine Garcia

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I woke up. I gently rubbed my eyes.

"I must have fallen asleep. Oh no, it's almost six." I grabbed my things and stood up. Of course, why would he wait for me? The person he hates the most? I walked home. When I arrived home, I placed my bag on top of my study table. My bag was loosely closed so my things fell. I picked up my stuff and I noticed a white paper inserted inside the book I was reading earlier. I opened the paper and I let out a chuckle.

"Thanks, Anthony."

In the paper I saw a sketch of me being asleep awhile ago. How sweet. Then I saw a little note on the bottom right corner.

"Go home safely. 

             - Anthony-

A tear ran down my cheek. I've never felt this happy for the past eight years. Who knew that a simple note from him could make me this happy.

I knew today was gonna be a good day.