Endless Love
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After a few minutes, the girls began to put away their books, Candice slipping her magazines into a coach bag, gold charm bracelet given to her by her father jingling like sleigh bells all the while. With Felicity at her side, almost protectively, they started for the dining hall for fruit cups and overpriced sparkling water.
The dining hall was strictly for use of the academically gifted. It was an automatic if you had won awards previously for the school, and if you were Candice or someone in her friend circle, you practically owned the place. It, like the rest of the academy was incredibly luxurious. If you were from a modest upbringing it wasn't exactly the kind of thing you'd overlook. At the table by the window, the fresh moonlight caressed Candice's shining hair as she picked at a strawberry with her fork and delicately stuck it past her lips. "I saw the new boy come in for myself while we were walking here." Felicity stated, taking a sip of her fizzy water which she'd requested have lemon added. "How come you didn't tell me?" Candice whisper yelled, twirling a glossy lock around her light finger. It was a habit she had which took place when she was frustrated, annoyed, or nervous. In this case, it was a mixture of the three. "I don't want to feed your unhealthy obsession over this guy." Felicty replied simply as if that was an acceptable answer. "Even if he does look likes an Abercrombie model." She laughed, making a few other lads in the room swoon and look over at the girls longingly. "It's not an obsession." Candice argued with a bit more urgency than intended. "I'm just..interested." Elizabeth rolled her green cat eyes. "Riiiight."
The dining hall was strictly for use of the academically gifted. It was an automatic if you had won awards previously for the school, and if you were Candice or someone in her friend circle, you practically owned the place. It, like the rest of the academy was incredibly luxurious. If you were from a modest upbringing it wasn't exactly the kind of thing you'd overlook. At the table by the window, the fresh moonlight caressed Candice's shining hair as she picked at a strawberry with her fork and delicately stuck it past her lips. "I saw the new boy come in for myself while we were walking here." Felicity stated, taking a sip of her fizzy water which she'd requested have lemon added. "How come you didn't tell me?" Candice whisper yelled, twirling a glossy lock around her light finger. It was a habit she had which took place when she was frustrated, annoyed, or nervous. In this case, it was a mixture of the three. "I don't want to feed your unhealthy obsession over this guy." Felicty replied simply as if that was an acceptable answer. "Even if he does look likes an Abercrombie model." She laughed, making a few other lads in the room swoon and look over at the girls longingly. "It's not an obsession." Candice argued with a bit more urgency than intended. "I'm just..interested." Elizabeth rolled her green cat eyes. "Riiiight."