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Chapter 12: Revising Decisions

Author: Armeia Aguilar
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Miguel was in the natatorium and I didn't have any idea how he knew I was here. But nevertheless, I appreciate his presence especially I wouldn't be attending English today because of the tryouts.

His lips were pursed and he ran a hand at the back of his neck awkwardly. I shot him a curious stare but he just plastered an awkward smile.

"I'd like to invite you to a party this Friday. You know. . . just to celebrate the second semester," he sheepishly asked, giving me that angelic face that was too hard to resist. I was pretty sure it was the same party as Kourtney's but I already turned it down last time.

"Sorry Miguel. . . I can't," I declined and gave him an apologetic look. "I have other plans on Friday."

It wasn't that I wanted them to persuade me to attend, but I just felt like being in a place packed with people made me uncomfortable and uneased. It was just too stressful for me. High school parties w

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