Ten: The boy Behind the mess
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Celine had been quiet the entire day. Ever since what happened in chemistry class, she had not spoken to me once and with every single attempt, she just ignored me. She did that during lunch and now that it was time for us to go home, I could definitely tell that she was still angry at me.
Why was it my fault? I had already tried to save her and explain to Mr. Ford that she had nothing to do with this, but it had not worked at all. It was not my fault at all, but she did not even want to look at me in the eyes when I stood in front of her locker as she continued to pack up her books. “Celine?” I asked before tapping her on the shoulder and she immediately shrugged my hand away.
“Okay, we'll talk about this later, okay? I just don't
