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Chapter 17 - I Knew You First
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Last Year of Seventeen Chapter 18 - Peter Pan
The school year is moving faster than I wanted and so is my fake-dates with August. We were already on our fourth one before I even realized it. During our free period, she asked me if I have any plans for our second to the last fake date and I had so many planned out dates but none of them felt like the best suited one considering this is the last one that I will get to choose. “Why don’t you decide this one too and I’ll pick out our very last date instead?” I finally told her. August pondered for a moment, her brows creasing in deep thought. “You swear you’re not going to try something funny on the last date?” She asked. Her eyes filled with uncertainty. After all this time, she still had her inhibitions with me. I smiled and raised my pinky finger, “I swear August. If anything I’m just glad we’re almost done with the first phase of the plan. My friends have been asking me nonstop if you’re in love with me yet.” It was a lie of course. Well, at least the former. I wasn’t close
Last Year of Seventeen Chapter 19 - Little Brother
The day of our fourth fake date has come and I am both excited and terrified. I tell myself that after the fake dates we still have the falling-in-love phase and the break-up. We’ll still have more time. I’ll still have August for a short while. I picked her up in front of her mother’s clinic who waved us goodbye and reminded me of the dinner she still owed. I told Dr. Carline that I am definitely available anytime she wants to invite me over to which August only grunted while pulling me away as quickly as possible. August still smelled of vanilla and it enveloped the inside of my car. It was a scent I have come to be familiar with but still can’t get enough of. I had to consciously wrestle with myself not to get too attached. But I believe it might be too late. When all of this is over, I know I will always crave the scent of vanilla and I won’t be able to breathe it in without thinking of August. “Here, let’s drive to this address.” August said as she handed me a piece of neatly
Last Year of Seventeen Chapter 20 - Sebastian
The only thing that kept me from punching Sebastian’s face was August holding my hand. I was so thankful that she kept a good grip on me because I really didn’t want to cause a scene. Behind Bash was Claire, who stood on the porch carrying their child, looking all worried. The silence that stretched was painful. My brother looked back and forth to August and I. This is the first time I’ve seen him in what– two, three years? Also, this is the first time I’ve seen him so unsure and in a loss for words. Even when my father banished him and took away all his inheritance and removed him from the will, my brother stood tall and proud. There was no doubt in him that day that what he chose was right. And I guess, he did choose right. Because he didn’t look lonely. Not anymore. When no one seemed to be ready to break the silence between us, it was August who spoke first. “Please don’t think I am interfering in any way–” her voice was so soft that even if I did get mad at her, I would have
Last Year of Seventeen Chapter 21 - Say Yes
The hallways were buzzing with excited conversations. It wasn’t really unusual during the early hours of a school day but the electric vibrancy that seems to inhabit most everyone today is palpable; it pricks my skin and makes the hair on the back of my neck stand. The often cold halls feel warm because of all the giddy laughters and pitchy shrieks of lovestruck girls every once in a while. It wouldn’t take long for one to figure out that the date of the Chevaliers de la Roine Ball has been announced. It is the biggest annual event of the Academy where all students can dress in gowns and tuxedos and play-pretend to be Princesses and Princes as if they don’t already do that everyday. It’s a night where they can showcase their wealth by hiring the biggest names in the fashion industry to style them and arrive in limos or choppers or private planes. There was a year where a Sophomore Student arrived in a glass carriage in the shape of Cinderella’s pumpkin– it was Dove– that sophomore
Last Year of Seventeen Chapter 22 - It's Just The Dishes
August grunted in exasperation. She has been looking more stressed these past few days. Our second quarter finals had just concluded and of course she came out first, but only because of so many nights of missed sleeps and early morning study sessions she scheduled for herself. All on top of her responsibilities as the President of Highbrows, Vice President of the Student Council, her part-time job as a barista and her tasks as a Student Assistant. I had the privilege of seeing her planner once and I am still wondering how she was able to fit all she needs to do within the 24-hour timeframe given to man.She sits now at my passenger seat, with eyes closed, forehead resting to the cool of the window. Her hair is twisted in a messy ponytail, yet somehow all I see is how it perfectly falls into her face like a set of dominoes falling one by one. “You know, if you keep staring you might miss the green light.” She said with eyes still closed.My eyes quickly darted back to the road and I
Last Year of Seventeen Chapter 1 - August
"Do you wanna make a bet?"Theo finishes his cigarette. It was his second stick and yet he reached for my pack to start another one. He has been in a sour mood the whole morning. And I can only guess it was that August girl."That August girl–"And I was right."–how can she be so infuriating?"I didn't want to start another conversation about her, but I asked him anyway, "Why? What did she do this time?""Didn't you see how she looked at us in the parking lot earlier?"I didn't."She walks around here like she owns the place when technically she never even paid a cent to get in.""That's what being a scholar is." I huffed the last of my cigarette and felt my pockets for gum. "It's not her fault she's smart."Theo only rolled his eyes. He's a fucking bully. Always had been. Ever since we were kids, he'd find someone whose life he'd make a living hell. I am his friend yet I know this. That would make me a terrible one I guess. But I don't care enough about anyone here to stop him. And
Last Year of Seventeen Chapter 2 - Golubka
It is usually during the third period that I would find August walking past our class carrying tons of books too heavy for her. But never once have I seen her ask anyone for help. She would come out of the study hall and then proceed to the computer lab to pick up books left by other students who are so used to having someone else clean up for them. Of course today isn't an exception and as if on cue, I saw her walk out the study hall with five or six books on hand.August isn't like most scholars we have here at the academy and we don't have plenty. The Academy of Chevaliers de la Roine is known for being highly selective and extremely expensive. Most of the students here are children of wealthy clans, business tycoons and politicians. Getting in isn't easy even for those with money. So you can imagine how harder it is for those who don't. For academic scholars, you have to have a GPA of 4.18 and above and in order to be seriously evaluated, it must be a 4.2. August has a 4.5.The en
Last Year of Seventeen Chapter 3 - Henry
I have spent the entire week trying to make August notice me. And every attempt failed. I asked if she wanted a ride home, she said "No". One time, I saw her walk out from Chemistry carrying flasks, test tubes and beakers and offered assistance, again, she said "No". Every day I waited for her to walk past our class so I could help her carry the picked-up books back to the library. And every day she would say, "No". I have never been rejected in my entire life, but August has already compensated for that. I have also never been challenged before. Every quest was so easily completed that it became unexciting. Like watered-down wine. Dull. Pale. And makes you want to spit. But with August, every failed attempt, felt like revival.It was after a week-long humiliation that I had an epiphany. August isn't the same as the others I've encountered before. She's not playing hard to get just to make me want her more. She actually despises my existence. I know she didn't like Theo. I mean, how c
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