CALVIN GRECO'S POINT OF VIEW
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" Alex, are you high? " Bianca's voice sounds muffled, and it is, it's muffled by the loud heartbeats that thumb in my ears as our eyes lock.
" Alex??? " Bianca calls his name again when he doesn't answer, too lost in ... my eyes?
Good, God, he's gonna be the death of me.
" Yes? " He answers automatically.
" I asked you a question. " Bianca insists, and he closes his eyes as if to pull himself from his trance, and I barely stop myself from complaining, because I instantly miss the green ... and ... I miss the way he looks at me.
" What question? " He asks still with his eyes closed, but now, the need to complain is not so big anymore, because I can examine his face, admire his long and curved blac
