1 week later
After some sobbing from the last two weeks, I remembered that I had to check on my flower. My flower was...
Still halfway dried?
It should be almost dried until I start my other one.
What happened?
I frowned. I don't know what to do. My mom is out-as ALWAYS- and now, how could I get answers? I want to ask Max, but he might be sleeping at the moment since there's different times between us.
I really want to call him.
I feel... Like we're broken. It seems like it's wrong. He should've stayed here, but I can't let him do that. Education..
I also want to ask my friends, but their probably busy and hasn't gotten their flowers yet.
I feel so alone. I don't know what to do.
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Later on, I went calling Penelope. We hadn't talked that much, she should be at the level where the rest and I join together and work as a team excellent. After Max had left, it felt like everyone and the team falls apart, everyone becomes silent and pretends to now that they didn't know you, ever.
I dialled her number.
Ring ring ring
"Hello?" I heard Penelope's voice.
"Hey, Gisselle here! What up?"
"Nothing much."
"Oh,"
"Yeah, how's Max and you?" She asked. I could feel her expression saying: oops, did I actually asked that?
Max. Max. Max.
"Uhh. He's great! We only been messaging. No calls actually."
My smile turned upside down. I miss his voice. I miss his cinnamon cologne. I miss everything.
"Oh."
"Yeah.. Do..."
We had continuing talking for a few hours. It was fun. At least I'm not bored and alone now.
After the call had ended around 6:28PM, my phone vibrated in my hood pocket. I took out my phone-still vibrating- some one was calling me. Not just someone, it's Max.
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A/N: this chapter is short. I know I know. This chapter basically talks about Max. Whoops. Don't forget to click vote and read my other chapters! Update: next week.
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