《Advice Hotline | ✔️》#10
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Kaiden walked up to her long time crush, Venn, holding a bouquet of pink roses. "Hey, Venn"he spoke. She turned around slowly, her face full of shock.
"Is that for me?"she asked pretending to be oblivious about the roses.
"Yea,do you like it?"he asked, his cheeks reddening as he scratched the back of his neck shyly.
"I love it"she cheered taking the roses from him and hugging him. "Thank you"she smiles admiring the roses. "My mom has a garden in out backyard and it's so beautiful."
He smiled noticing that, that was the exact same thing the girl from Advice Hotline said. It couldn't be her, he thought.
She grinned at him. "What's wrong?"she asked. "You okay?"
"Yea, I'm fine"he answered.
She danced in her head triumphantly after she noticed that he noticed something was off.
"Hey, do you work in the mornings on the weekend?"he questioned her.
"Yea, my mom said it's a great way to learn how to be independent, to make my own money"she responded, smelling the roses.
"Where do you work?"he asked.
"At my uncle's company"she smiled. "Why?"
"No reason, just curious"he laughed.
The bell rang signaling them to go to class. She gave him a peck on the cheeks pulling away immediately. "I'll see you later Kaiden."
"Bye"she waved as she ran to her class a smirk appeared on her face,knowing he wouldn't accuse her despite of the evidence being there.
He couldn't accuse her precious Venn for saying those things to him. She wasn't the person, who said all those things to him about Faye.
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After school, he invited her to come over to his house. She had expected him to invite her. He was so predictable to her.
Everything about him was so predictable,she thought. "Hey, you know Faye?"she asked him sitting on his bedroom floor, twirling a mechanical pencil between her fingers.
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"Yea,what about her?"he asked writing on his notebook, pretending not to care.
"Did she really die?"she asked him. "I mean, she was a girl who never really talked much and I saw her talking to you a lot before."
"They said she died, the funeral didn't take place here so I couldn't go"he said.
"Interesting"she smiled.
"Why do you asked?"he questioned sipping on his can of Fanta.
"Just curious, you know, just wondering why she would kill herself" she chuckled writing something down.
"Yea, no offense but who would be stupid enough to kill themselves?"he also chuckled but nervously.
"I heard someone called her ugly, specifically her crush rejected her because she was too ugly. He's such a horrible person, if that guy ever asks me out I would definitely reject him."
She smiled at him as he sat there frozen. "You alright?"
"I'm good. You just triggered some memories of me with her"he reasoned.
She smiled knowing full well, his guilt is eating him up and he is slowly starting to doubt her.
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