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•12:30 p.m part 2•

2020-09-14 22:33:57

Adalyn's p.o.v∆

I gradually grew accustomed to blabbering about Adrianna. I used to be afraid to talk about her, by fear that the latter listening to me would be judgemental but what did I ever have to be worried about with Margot. She was so open minded and always tried to understand the situation as much as she could to help someone else. It brought back so many memories, so many I wish I could remember forever and some that I could put six feet under. People judging you for no specif

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When Adalyn met Margot •12:30 p.m part 2•

Adalyn's p.o.v∆I gradually grew accustomed to blabbering about Adrianna. I used to be afraid to talk about her, by fear that the latter listening to me would be judgemental but what did I ever have to be worried about with Margot. She was so open minded and always tried to understand the situation as much as she could to help someone else. It brought back so many memories, so many I wish I could remember forever and some that I could put six feet under. People judging you for no specific reason or even thinking that the world revolves around them, that they have the right to do anything. When clearly; they don't. Having such a detailed opinion on everything can sometimes help and sometimes be a burden. You want to speak up and say what's on your mind but you feel confined to keeping eveything to yourself. It was like that for me since childhood. If I'd have to write it all down, it would take me decades. So I just keep quiet which is one of the tragic side effects of having o

When Adalyn met Margot •12:30 p.m part 1•

∆Margot's p.o.v∆My curiosity got the best of me and I couldn't help but ask who could possibly be Adrianna. It could be anyone. Her mother, a cousin or even perhaps a friend she cherishes a lot. My thoughts were all over the place and all I needed was one thing, one simple word. Answers. I did not want to seem excessively intrusive so I tried my best to not seem bothered by the fact that at no moment, Adalyn mentioned a certain Adrianna."Who is this... Person...?"All sorts of emotions filled Adalyn's eyes but confused overcame everything. Why would she be? All she needed to say was who Adrianna is. I did not need any detailed explanation whatsoever. I decided to give her some time but my impatience was growing each second. A personality trait I got from my beloved mother. "I- I'm sorry I forgot to um say- that- um she is... Um-""It's okay take your time." I said even though my fingers repeatedly tapp

When Adalyn met Margot •12:00 pm•

∆ Adalyn's p.o.v ∆We began to walk quite slowly towards our destination when I realized that we would never get there on time at this rate. With some sort of unanticipated burst of courage, I lightly tugged on Margot's arm and began to increase my pace.I could tell by the priceless look on her face that she was far from expecting this.We were almost the same height but the favoritism of me being taller made it slightly difficult for her to keep up."Slow down missy!" She whined which only made me chuckle at her choice of her words and sarcastic tone of voiceI obliged and moderated my motion. Margot momentarily exhaled and looked at me in disbelief. I came to a sudden stop at the view in front of us. The gigantic oval shaped building with huge glass windows and modern aspect. I missed this place so much, the thought of being here again instantly brought a wide smile to my face."This is... Incredible!" She excla

When Adalyn met Margot •11:30 a.m•

∆ Margot's p.o.v ∆I was dumbfounded by what she just asked. Not that I feel uncomfortable with this question, far from that. It's just that the last person I was expecting to tell me this bluntly is Adalyn. She had a blank expression on her face. Her eyes being the only source of glimmer and light on her naturally pale face. Surprisingly, the colour and shine didn't cover up the fact that they were blank; no feelings whatsoever. There was something else in them that I couldn't quite catch. I was always the talkative type but Adalyn somehow managed to make me speechless at any given situation. Her coldness and bluntness makes you shiver with just one glance but I know her better than that. She has warmth; a lot of it, but it is hidden behind multiple walls made up of deception and numbness. At that moment all I could manage to say is "I'm sorry what?" "A woman." She

When Adalyn met Margot •11:00 a.m•

∆ Adalyn's p.o.v ∆The souvenir is far back from college but it is almost as if it occured yesterday since I remember every minor details as clear as day. "You did what?" Isaac asked in frustration "It was not even that obvious!" I tried my best to defend my cause "I don't know if I should thank you or hate you to death." He said grabbing my shoulders in his wide hands and shaking me a little almost as if he wanted me to realize the situation. I only blinked in confusion and looked at him in the eyes confusion written all over my face. Trust me I was more than down to earth than ever when I accidentally gave a hint to Amber that Isaac might or might not like her in some sort of way. I wouldn't say I am clueless but...Okay, maybe I am clueless in some situations but this is the magnificent results of the lack of human interactions. I was sitting at lunch with Amber

When Adalyn met Margot •10:30 a.m•

∆ Margot's p.o.v ∆I was reluctantly over thinking Adalyn's offer. Help? I had grown up overcoming my struggles with the help of none other than myself. So when she offered her help, I was more than skeptical. I politely declined with no specifications on this conclusion and I could easily tell that Adalyn was not having it. "You've helped me so much with my issues and I obviously feel the need to do the same." Adalyn insisted "No don't worry about that! It's totally fine." "What I need to worry about is the fact that you always refuse help from everyone and honestly an explanation wouldn't hurt anybody." I sighed. She was right after all, my parents had teached me from a very young age that if you want to have a hero to get help from then look into the mirror because one day everyone will leave.My father is a dreamer who nonetheless doesn't let his coping mechanism consume him.

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