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My numb fingers graciously rubbed the area near my eyes. I groaned to myself, making sure that there weren't any students passing by. I leaned back, resting my ever throbbing head on the wall. I had found myself sitting on a bench near the door in the Flora building. Pretty looking stairs lead this way and that. Each door was specially decorated for each subject. I'm guessing that the door across from me and my little bench was algebra. I shook my head. My feet started to tingle. I think I need to go back to the nurse or something. I fixed my skirt stiffly. I need to find an easy way to get back to the dorm rooms. Maybe Maddie is having trouble remembering things too. I hesitantly looked around. Someone caught my eye. I tried to turn and pretend I hadn't noticed him. I walked a bit. But he walked a bit faster. Towards me. I groaned again and turned around to him. "Look. My head's hurting. It's cold outside. I've been having a weird morning, Okay? What do you want?"

He looked a bit shocked and muttered something to himself. "Well, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for earlier. I didn't mean to tumble over such a pretty girl! I hope that you can forgive me."

I looked skeptically at the tan guy. "Will you leave me alone?"

"Uh, Sure. If that's what you want."

I nodded once. "Apology forgiven," I said, walking a little bit away. "Wait. Do you know any other way to get back to the dorms? It was a fucking long trail to begin with. And Like I said, It's cold outside. I don't want to walk through all that snow." I shifted unevenly.

"Huh? Oh yeah! Come with me." He said, taking my hand in his and walking with me to the set of stairs on the left. His hand was very warm. I wanted to melt into it. But I can't. Just that sort of thing. I'm not quite sure why I'm…attracted to him. I sighed. It's high school. It'll pass and I'll never see him again. So why create a bond. And anyways, He fucking made me fall over and pass out. Why even give a crap about this guy! My shoes clicked unevenly on the stairs. He looked back every now and then. Who was this guy. What a weirdo. He stopped suddenly, turning towards me with a smile. "Oh! Did I ever introduce myself?" He asked, taking two steps down so that I was a step higher than he was. I raised an eyebrow.

"Huh? Oh, I don't remember." I said, tilting my head again. I saw the corner of his mouth twitch downwards for a quick second.

"Alrighty. Let me introduce myself then." He smiled whole heartedly. "I'm Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo. A student representing Spain." He took my hand and raised it to his face, and almost super duper gently kissed it. My face flushed red.

"U-Uh! Hi!" I said, trying to cover up my embarrassment. He was so classy and polite. But who does that nowadays! "I'm Lovina Vargas, representing Italy." I managed to say. My heart was instinctively going at 100 kilometers.

What?

What is this?

I barely met this guy.

His beautiful eyes softened into what seemed like a pool of green for me. I blinked into them a few times. He whispered to himself once. "Ah. Lovina." He said, trying to get it inaudible to me. "That's a beautiful name. I love it." He grinned. My hazel-golden eyes widened. What was this? A sudden feeling of deja-vu surged through me. "And I do believe we've met before." He said. A kind of sadness started to swirl into those deep pools of emerald. I was captivated, looking in closer.

"Have we?" I asked.

"Ah! I'm so sorry! Please come back!" He said, running after the crying girl. She stumbled over the dirt road, not wanting to turn back to the atrocity that was resolving behind her. "It was a mistake! I promise that it wasn't me! Please!" He yelled after her, ducking under the stray trees on the roadside.

"I don't believe you!" The insecure girl called back. "Go away from me!" she cried, trying to run even faster. Her legs started to sting from the rough terrain. Her hands were scabbed and ruined. "You hurt me, I don't trust you!" She ran, faster. Her small lungs were overflowing with sobs. She found the gate of the mansion in front of her and saw 'Master' waiting at the doorway. Her eyes widened. A younger girl ran out towards her, nose red and eyes puffy.

"Sorella, you're back!" She said, crashing into the darker haired sibling. "I was so scared! I was so scared!" She said, rubbing her face onto the older sister's shoulder.

The boy looked confused at the very angry adult that stood next to the doorframe, glaring in his direction. "Lovina. Who is this." He demanded, pointed a crooked finger at the green eyed boy.

Lovina turned around hastily. "He's nobody. A stalker. He followed me home. And he should go home now." She said, glaring at him as well.

"No, no. I'm Antonio. The farmer's son. I accidentally fell over your, uh, daughter while we were in the field. And then some friends of mine were being mean, so I wanted to apologize for her and her hands. And I brought some gifts just to say sorry, so I hope you can accept this, please." He said, boldly walking up to the tall and fairly indecent adult, handing him a basket of vegetables.

"Lovina. Is this true?" He said, pointing his glare at the girl. She scrunched up her face and looked painfully at the tan boy. Then she kicked rocks with her foot.

"Yes." She mumbled, looking up sadly at the boy again.

The adult smirked. "Oh. A friend, huh? Fine. You think you're so good at being friends with people. Go on. Be friends. FELICIA and I will be here, waiting for you to stop being such an independent girl, Lovina. Felicia, get over here. Now. We'll just wait for Lovina to come crying back home." He said, tugging on the back of Felicia's shirt, taking her away from the warming arms of her sister. A small whimper escaped the younger Italian girl's mouth. The adult smiled. "After all. That's the only thing that Lovina is good at anyways."

Felicia looked up sadly at him, nearly on the brink of tears again. "Please let her stay. Please."

The adult sneered. "When Lovina realizes that she is nothing more than a speck of dust, then she can come back home. Now, you and your little friend can get off my property before I get the police."

Lovina looked back at the younger Italian girl. "I'll be back for you, Feliciana." She said, walking out of the gate with the boy and kicking it for a good measure.

The two walked back along the dirt road. "Wow. Your dad is really strict." The boy whistled.

The young girl twisted her face in disgust. "He's not my father." She said. "But you tell anyone, and I die." She said, turning sharply towards him.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry," He mumbled, looking forward again, at the sunset that was mocking the mood of the two children. He opened his mouth, stopping himself. "Hey, how old are you?"

Lovina scoffed. "Thirteen." She said, wanting to add that she had to live with this 'second master.' After all, the first one was executed.

"Why are you being treated like that?" He asked, prodding further into her sad past.

"Because."

Antonio looked forward. "Hey, come with me." He said, taking her hand. She had never felt such warmth before from just this simple gesture. Her face heated up. "I know a place where you can go and nobody can ever ever mess with you." He grinned.

He led the girl through a bit of trees and alleys. They headed down towards where the sun would set. Where the sun would ever so slightly taunt her again. "Over here." He said, pushing through some plants and into a tunnel. The soil was damp and cold. Something she was scared of. "Come on. I promise that there isn't anything scary here." He said, giving another smile.

Lovina nodded, walking further and further down until brightness was the only thing that she saw. Her jaw dropped. "Wow." She said, looking around at the lush grasses and trees and hills.

He smiled sadly. "I'm going to be going back home soon. Back to Spain." He said sadly. "I don't think that we'll ever meet again, so, you know. You can have this field if you want to. I know that I won't be here to take care of it anymore."

Lovina looked at him, then down at her hands. She fumbled with the strange markings and scrapes on them, sadly sighing. "Thank you." She whispered, Looking back out at the luxurious view. "By the way, I'm Lovina Vargas." She said, looking back at his green eyes.

He looked into her golden ones. "I'm Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo."He smiled, putting an arm on her shoulder. She leaned towards him. "You know, this field would have died if I hadn't found it. And If I didn't find it, then someone could have bought it and used it ust for property. But it's too pretty for that, don't you think so? That's why I like this place. It's so calm." He whispered, watching the tall blades of the grass sway along with a somber tempo that did not exist. "I'm sorry If I got you into any trouble. I didn't mean to. I'm sorry." He said. Lovina shut her mouth, staying quiet against the wind. He looked sadly at her, then back outwards. The poor farmer's boy forced himself to stand up, despite the pain that he had radiating in his knees and legs.

"I have to leave, but I hope I can see you again someday," He smiled, walking his way out of Lovina's life.

"Okay. I hope to see you again too." She mumbled, tilting her head after the Spanish boy left.

Antonio walked himself easily down the tunnel, feeling a fulfillment in his heart. "Lovina." He smiled. "That's a beautiful name. I love it."

I looked back at him. My mind throbbed violently. I swayed a bit, but steadied myself after a warm hand was pressed against my back. I shuddered, remembering the scar that actually seemed to grow larger every year. "I'm sorry. I don't remember you." I said, looking down sadly. I can't remember anything. "But maybe we have met before. My head is just being a jerk right now. I'm sure I'll remember later." I tried to cover. He looked disappointed, like he actually knew and met me before. My head pulsed dramatically.

"Ah, You aren't looking well." He frowned. "I hope it isn't from before." He said, leaning in closer to my probably pale face. "I'm so sorry." He whispered. I bet he was truthful, but my head was definitely soaring with thoughts and hurting as bad as the worst migraine. His grip on my hand softened, and he led me slower up the stairs. There were white arrows painted on the walls. I wonder where it was implying to go.

At the top of the stairs, there was a door that read something in black calligraphy. It was blurry to me, but I'm sure that it was where this Spanish guy was heading. He opened the door, a blast of cold air making me shudder a bit. A girl with different eye colors looked at us with a raised eyebrow. The right eye was green and the other was brown. I blinked a few times, making sure that it was right. Her hair was up in a curly, light brown ponytail. She had black leather gloves and wore a winter-looking white dress. Her skin was olive-ish. Kind of like mine, but the aching in my head made me wince down a bit.

"Oh?" She said. Her nametag read 'Miss Cospaia.' She reminded me a lot like my sister. Although, In her hand was a cigarette. She snuffed it out in the snow. "School doesn't start until a few days." She mumbled to herself. "Yet we must still take care of such cute little natio- Whoops! Never mind. My lips are sealed. Anyways, If you want to get the zip line back to the dorms, you have to have two on one ride!~" She sang to us in a sweet voice. Despite her smoking, her voice sounded cleaner than I've heard a smoker sound.

"Ah. Thank you Miss Cospaia." Antonio said, smiling in her direction.

She bit her lip once. "Dang. School hasn't even started~" She sang again, turning and setting a metal looking thing on the thick wire. "Rules of the ride." She began, checking it once. "The man stands on the left, the lady on the right. The lady must hold onto the center. The man holds onto her. Do not rock back and forth. If you get stuck, then feel free to do so. Pull on the leather strap to slow down. The woman at the end will tell you the rest."

The woman said, clipping something onto the corner of my skirt and onto the belt thing of Antonio's pants. We stepped onto the thick metal bar. I held onto the metal bar in the middle. There was a leather strap where I held onto. "This looks dangerous." I said. Antonio held onto the other strap above my head. "Aren't there any other safety precautions?" I asked, looking at her, confused.

She was sitting back on her chair, her boot on the edge of where our feet were. She lit another cigarette and smiled back at us with a crooked grin. She started to scoot us off the edge of the top of the tall building. "Yeah. Try not to scream." She said, Kicking us off the roof with just the suspension of the cord and the step that we were standing on.

I squeaked, feeling the cold air rush all around me and through me. Antonio smiled and kept looking ahead. I felt his arm tighten around me. I blinked a few times, looking downwards at the small people walking across and about the arched passageway. Snow clung onto the edge of my skirts and onto my stockings. I blinked out the cold substance from my eyes. A tower was up ahead, getting closer towards us. Antonio pulled back on the strap and we slowed down in time to see a step where I supposed we were supposed to get off at. A very blonde and stern faced lady looked at us. "Hm. First one on the ride. Congrats." She said, clapping a bit. "You proved that people have sanity and won't jump off. Good job kids." She said. Her white heels clicked on the wooden support, pulling us closer onto the platform. Her eyes were icy and sharp blue. Intimidating to me. I coward back a bit, not wanting much from this assistant. Her nametag was also worn down, but she looked us over and smiled. "Ah. An Italian and a Spaniard?" She asked.

I looked at her carefully. She pulled her long white coat around her waist. "Yeah…" I said rather dully. I winced inwards again.

"Ah. No worries, Hun. Headaches? They go away." She whistled. "They go away real fast." She leaned outwards and looked at the platform above. "Hey Adel, we've got a Spaniard and an Italian." She said. Her fingers were long. They worked on the clip on our uniforms, taking them off and tossing them to the new woman near the steps to the higher platform. This new woman was equally blonde, but with more deeper eyes. They looked nearly identical except this woman's coat was black.

She looked us up and down. "We've gotten some pretty little reps this time." She smiled. "Aw. Be nice. Their cold. Let these nette Kleinkinder go back to where it's warm."

"You know I'm just teasing, Rhine. Give me a break. Besides. sie werden schnell aufwachsen müssen." She said in strange words. What the hell was this? German?

"Ah. You're right. Okay kiddies. Head somewhere warm." The person who I assumed Rhine was told us.

"Thanks." Antonio said a bit confused. We walked down the wooden stairs to the marble path in unision. "Eh….Uh, Did you know what they were saying?"

I looked at him blankly. "No Idea." I said.

There my shoes went on the damp path. Clickity click. Over and over again. Nothing else sounded but the wind and faint murmurs from the students nearby. The lobby was in sight when we stopped walking. My entire reason for leaving the dorms served as unaccomplished. I saw nothing and met no teachers. I'll just get it done tomorrow. "Uh, You should, um, rest before lunch. You're really cold and stuff. I'm so sorry." He said, starting to apologize to me.

"No, no. You don't need to apologize anymore. I feel like you've repaid it somehow." I mumbled. His eyes brightened a bit.

"Ah, so Lovina. Then you don't… remember. Do you?" He looked back at me.

"Huh/ Remember,,,? I'm sorry. I really can't remember anything today…" I trailed off, looking off sadly to the side.

"Ah, It's okay. Some things, I guess… Just aren't worth remembering. He said, looking down and then back at me for just a split second. "I'll see you later then, Lovina. Take it easy for me, please." He said, turning around and walking off in a new direction.

I stood there, confused as ever, looking at the tracks that he left in the snow.

What is this?

What is this feeling that I have? I don't know him.

I don't think I do.

I took a few steps through the door of the lobby, feeling warmth. But this warmth wasn't fulfilling. The piano was empty, like before. There weren't any hustling North Americans or stubborn Europeans anywhere. There were clicks from people in the levels above. I felt dead. Like Ice. But, I guess I'm just frozen in a time where I didn't have a life before me. And that's why I can't remember anything, no matter how hard I try. I shifted my way, with my corpse of a body up the stairs. I hauled my dead life into the room and made my way up to the bed that was my coffin. I rested my head down and kicked the suitcase of mine by doing so.

Shadows from the falling snow shimmied down the balcony curtains. One at a time, mimicking my confusion, like I could control the bastardly elements of nature. Tomorrow, I want it to snow. I want it to freeze my body and hide me until I'm ready to thaw. Tomorrow, I want to warm up with memories, and to remember the guy that helped me get back today. Tomorrow, I want to cuddle myself under the blankets and pretend that I'm buried in the sandy beaches at my home in Italy. But that can't really happen. It'll just freeze me over and over, locking me into one spot. The door creaked open and I heard a timid voice call out "Lovina, are you here?"

I shivered in my clothes. "Sh. I'm going to take a nap. Then I'll wake up, and find things all normal. Thanks Maddie." I mumbled, gripping on tightly to the white, fluffy pillows.

I have to remind myself over and over again.

I am not attracted to him.

It's just high school.

I do not think that he looks wonderful.

I do not think that he is either.

I will not be attracted to him.

I barely met him.

I won't remember him.

He's leaving my life.

But the thing is that I'm really bad at remembering things. I hope that this doesn't turn out as some little crush.. Because one thing that I've learned is that attractions are deadly.

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