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Within the next hour, everyone rushed around the house, trying to get ready for church and still be able to leave on time. This included a couple pairs of shoes being thrown down the stairs, someone looking for their shoes, people telling whoever was getting ready in the bathroom to hurry up, and a sister frantically searching her bedroom for a missing earring.
How many siblings do you have? I have five, and this is quite accurate. XD
they piled into their transit van.
Ours is named Fluffy the Beast. XD
“Easton!”
He smiled at the familiar voice and looked down to see Autumn coming up to him in her wheelchair.
Hallie was sure she physically melted under Antonio’s gentle gaze, but maybe it was just her cheeks growing hot.
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I, for one, really like Roman numerals.
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Ok awesome!! Thanks!
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
Is this workingggg
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
Bruh…
Ok we’re gonna try this again.
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“I haven’t seen Antonio all day… He must not be a sophomore.” Hallie stood on her tiptoes, peering over the heads of the students who roamed the cafeteria.
“You trippin’? I thought you didn’t care that much.” Jennifer placed herself in front of Hallie to catch her eye.
“What? No. I’m just curious.”
Hallie walked away before Jen could badger her anymore. Jen caught up with her and the two wove through students, passing giggling freshmen and seniors leaving for off-campus lunch. She plopped into a seat at their usual table, careful not to let her loaded tray spill. Although she wouldn’t have minded an excuse not to eat the monstrosity that sat on her plate. “Can you believe what they’re feeding us for the first day of school?”
“We need Mrs. Fernsby back.” Javier poked at his food, a look of disgust on his face.
“Woah, what did I just hear?”
“I would take a grass sandwich over—” He lifted a glop of food up onto his fork and let it plop onto his plate. “—Whatever this is.”
“Grass sandwich?” Someone approaching their table asked.
Hallie’s gaze immediately darted to the source of the Mexican accent. Antonio and Tyler slid into the seats next to Javier.
“‘Sup man?” Javier held out a hand. “The name’s Javier. You the new kid?”
“Yes. I am Antonio.” Antonio shook Javier’s outstretched hand.
“Nice to meet ya Tony. You don’t mind the nickname, do ya? All my friends get nicknames. It means I like you.”
“No, not at all.” Antonio flashed his perfect smile.
“Good. I’m still trying to come up with one for Hallie though. Been trying ever since she moved here. I think Hal works perfectly but she—” He paused and motioned to the face Hallie was making, with her tongue stuck out and her nose scrunched. “—does that every time I mention it.”
Antonio laughed, making Hallie’s cheeks warm. She fumbled with her plastic cup, bringing it to her mouth and taking a longer-than-necessary sip.
“Leave her alone, Jay.” Danielle squeezed in between Hallie and Jennifer. “Unless maybe she’ll stop being your friend.”
“She’d never stop being my friend. I’m how she learns to be cool.”
“As if.” Hallie shot him a friendly smirk.
“Sorry we’re late guys.” Easton pushed Autumn’s wheelchair to the space they always left at their table and slid into the seat on the end. “Dr. Adams wanted to talk to me after class.”
Tyler smirked. “What’d you do this time?”
“Earn a scholarship.”
Their table plunged into silence.
Easton laughed. “I thought you’d be more excited than that.”
“Oh yes, we’re thrilled.” Hallie rolled her eyes, holding back a laugh. “Do, go on.”
Easton made a face at her like a little boy before continuing. “Ok, so I didn’t actually get the scholarship. I have to compete to get it. I have to write an essay on why I should receive the scholarship. And if my essay is the best out of three other participants, then I get a full scholarship to attend the University of Albuquerque for a bachelor’s in pre-med.”
Hallie jumped up. “Are you kidding, that’s awesome!”
“You thrilled now?” Easton grinned.
Hallie erased the smile from her expression, pointing a finger in his face. “Only if you win.”
“I’ll try.” He wrapped one arm around her shoulders in an impulsive hug.
A small smile stayed on her lips the rest of the lunch hour. There was no doubt in her mind that Easton would win that scholarship. She knew that would take a lot of stress off of him and their parents. An unexpected pang of sadness shot through her. He’d be getting a degree in pre-med. That was four years. But after that, he’d have to go on to med school. He’d only be home for the holidays, and hopefully for the summer… She blinked away the tears that sprang to her eyes, forcing herself to focus on what was going on around her. Now was no time to get emotional. Everyone was so happy for Easton—she had no right to ruin this moment for him.
In fact, Antonio proved to be a good distraction. A hoard of butterflies had decided to take up residence in her gut, forcing out all the sad feelings that had started to move in only moments ago. After an internal pep talk, she managed to keep their fluttering down to a minimum. Antonio was just a guy. Nobody different than all the other guys at their table.
But the butterflies decided to get all excited again when Antonio called her name behind her as she, Jen, and Javier walked down the hall to their next class.
“Hey, what’s up.” She gave what she hoped was a friendly smile.
“Do you know where the Spanish class is?”
“You need to take Spanish?”
She suddenly noticed how flippant her comment was and felt her cheeks warm.
Antonio flashed his breathtaking smile. “Not really, but if I want to graduate, then yes.”
Hallie let out a small, relieved laugh. “Um, we’re actually on our way there now. Wanna join us?”
“Yes, gracias.” He fell in step beside the trio as they continued down the hall.
“Did Tyler abandon you?” Javier asked with a smirk.
“No, no. We knew that after lunch our classes wouldn’t be near each other. I said I knew my way around enough to get to class on time, but if I didn’t see you guys, I do not think that would have happened.”
“Oh, so you don’t take the same classes?” Hallie asked.
“No. He is a senior. I am only a sophomore.”
Hallie exchanged a subtle glance with Jen, who flashed her an excited look. Their group arrived just in time to grab their seats before Señor Martinez began his lesson. Hallie found herself going down a mental “Prince Charming” checklist as she stared at the back of Antonio’s head.
But as she went down her list, she noticed she barely knew anything about this guy… and that she should be paying attention to Señor Martinez instead of tending to her daydreams.
She took notes but barely paid any attention to what she was writing down. She found Spanish difficult anyway. New information only meant more studying for her at home.
She left the classroom with a groan, slinging her backpack over her shoulder.
“No, I can’t study with you this afternoon because I’ve got practice,” Jen said, tilting her head with a sympathetic smile.
“How’d you know I was gonna ask that?”
“I could tell.”
“Do you struggle in Spanish class?” Antonio interrupted.
“Oh, um, yeah, a little.” She shrugged one shoulder.
Antonio offered an understanding smile. “I’m always available to help you if you need it.”
“Really?” She heard how eager her voice sounded and inwardly told her butterflies to stop making such a racket.
“Absolutely.”
“Would this afternoon work?”
“Sí. Should we meet in the library?”
“Yeah, that’s perfect. Thank you.” She smiled.
He matched her expression. “Of course. I’ll see you then. Hasta luego, Hallie.”
“See ya, Antonio.”
Ugh, those butterflies seriously needed to chill. They liked Antonio way too much.
***
“So you’re serious about getting a doctorate?” Tyler turned back and forth in Easton’s desk chair, playing with a pencil.
“You heard how happy Mom and Dad were about the scholarship. I think I have a pretty good chance of winning. And imagine all the people I could help if I became a doctor. I’m not sure what field I’d specialize in, but—”
“Easton… I’m asking if you are serious about getting the degree.”
Easton hesitated. “Yeah. Yeah, I am.”
“Ok.” Tyler nodded.
Easton appreciated the trust in Tyler’s response. Despite Easton’s hesitation, he took him at his word. But Tyler’s genuine question made Easton rewind and go over his answer. “At least I think so…”
Tyler raised an eyebrow, a knowing smile on his face.
“This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Ty. I can’t just throw it out the window. This is what I’ve been waiting for. I get to make a difference in the world… and for free!” He shrugged one shoulder.
Tyler laughed. “A very good point.”
A knock sounded on the door and Blake slipped in before Easton could answer. “Dinner time. You staying for dinner?” He cast a hopeful look towards Tyler.
“Sorry man. I gotta bounce.”
“Aw, come on. Your mom won’t mind having one less mouth to feed, will she?” Blake smirked. “Wait.” His smirk disappeared. “Do you have a date?”
Tyler stood. “Yep.”
“No way! The hopeless romantic finally gets a girl.”
“That girl happens to be my little sister.”
Blake frowned.
“My parents are the ones who are going out tonight. I have to stay home with Ruby.” Tyler shrugged.
“Oh, boring. I thought you were serious there for a second.”
Easton walked over to his thirteen year-old brother. “Leave the poor guy alone. It’s not his fault no girls are interested in him.”
“Says the kid who gave every girl in his fourth grade class a valentine.”
“I was being friendly.”
“Or the time when—”
“Ok, it’s time for you to head home now,” Eason directed Tyler out of the room, catching Blake’s curious look out of the corner of his eye. “Before I kick you out.”
“Isn’t that what you’re doing right now?” Tyler cast a look over his shoulder as they walked down the stairs.
“Hey, you’re right!” Easton opened the door and smirked. “Get out of here you jerk.”
“See ya tomorrow, Easton.”
“See ya.” He shut the door, shaking his head, and joined the rest of his family at the table for dinner. But Tyler’s question still tumbled through his head.
Was he serious about pursuing this doctorate degree?
No, that wasn’t the question. He was certain about that. The question was more, Why? Why was he pursuing this degree?
Now that was one question he couldn’t confidently answer. But one he was determined to find the answer to.
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
Yussss, it’s working againnnn
Wyoh was being mean to me. : (
How many siblings do you have? I have five, and this is quite accurate. XD
I only have three, but I’ve been around big families and have been in houses with lots of children running around. XD I’m glad I’ve succeeded 😂
Ours is named Fluffy the Beast. XD
No way, that’s actually so cool 😎😂
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Actually so fr 🤣
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
That’s so funny…My sister Hallie’s nickname is Hal…we call her that all the time XDXD
When she was little we used to call her HalPal…we don’t really use that anymore but I laugh remembering that, it was pretty cute hahaha
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Saraaaa… 🥹 Girl you’re so sweet.
I’M SERIOUS…I LOVE IT SO MUCH
This lady thrives on the divine grace of Faith and the rich embrace of caffeine.
are you looking for critiques? Or just posting for fun?
I just wanted to make sure…I don’t want to assume you want critiques if you’re just wanting to share it with us! 🙃
This lady thrives on the divine grace of Faith and the rich embrace of caffeine.
That’s so funny…My sister Hallie’s nickname is Hal…we call her that all the time XDXD
When she was little we used to call her HalPal…we don’t really use that anymore but I laugh remembering that, it was pretty cute hahaha
Awww, I love that!! 🥰😂
I’M SERIOUS…I LOVE IT SO MUCH
It’s seriously such an encouragement hearing what y’all think about it though. Because I wrote this in the summer, and then looking back at it now, I’m like, “Ew, why did my writing look like that??” XD
I was actually doubtful about sharing the second draft, but it’s been good for me. Especially with being willing to share something that still needs a lot of work, and then focusing on the story and not necessarily editing every line, ya know?
are you looking for critiques? Or just posting for fun?
Yes! If you have something you want to point out go right ahead!! I’m always open for critiques. :))
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
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