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chapter six: fear

By paninilene, Long Beach, CA

I had no answer. None.

"Will you let me explain?" I jumped and saw Aoran sitting by another tree to my left.

"Explain what?" I questioned, curling myself up and resting my forhead to my knees.

"Myself; so you won't be mad at me."

"Conceited much?" I muttered under my breath.

"I'm trying, Sophie."

"Trying to what?"

"Explain." I lifted up my head and looked at him. He sat cross-legged like a lovesick school boy. I put my head back down sideways- still staring at him, waiting for him to continue.

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