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Cyrus

I could envision it in my head. The perfect gift for the perfect girl. I could've easily materialized it with my mind but I wanted to make it with my own hands: that way it would be more personal.

I just needed the supplies. As I materialized every last thing that I would need to make the gift, I thought of her.

She didn't know that I knew about her past and I wasn't sure whether to tell her or not. On one hand, she'd realise that my love for her is true but on the other hand, she would most probably think I'd been stalking her or something.

Almost immediately after the thought, a plan formed itself in my head.

Perfect, I thought. After this, she'll certainly love me.

It took a while to actually make the gift but when I was finished, it was perfect.

I grabbed my phone and texted Camila.

Cy: Hey ☺

Cam: Hello you

Cy: You good?

Cam: No.

Cy: Why not?😐

Cam: I didn't win best bake today

Cy: Who is the a-hole who won?

Cam: Some guy named Keagan. The b*tch set me up

Cy: He did? How?

Cam: I'll tell you later.

Cy: You at home?

Cam: Yepp

Cy: I'll be right there🚶

Cami: 😑 Somehow I knew you'd say that.

Cy: You know me so well

Cam: Hurry up and get here then 😒

Cy: You don't seem too happy about me coming over.

Cam: I'm in a bad mood.

Cy: That's never stopped me from seeing you before

Cam: True that. Now get here before you piss me off even more.

Cy: I don't think there's anything I could do to "piss you off even more"

Cam: You already are.

Cy: In that case, come open up.

Cami: You're outside the house?

Cy: No I'm outside your room.

"What?!" I heard her screech from behind the door.

I hadn't lied. In fact, I'd been standing outside her room since we started texting.

The door ripped open and a shocked Camila stared up at me.

"Hey." I greeted.

"You're actually here!" She exclaimed.

"Uhm yes. As you can clearly see-"

"How did you get inside? The doors are locked!"

"I teleported here." I answered.

Her eyes widened. "You can teleport?!"

"Yeah." I shrugged.

She stood there and stared at me as if she'd never seen me before.

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