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June 9, 2009
Simone and Charles had been friends since the first class of the year. Charles’ heart had vacated that day.

Simone had red hair with a little frizz in it, and freckles sparsely spread across her cheeks. Not obese, she had fat in the right places, and Charles thought she bounced with happiness. Her laugh could make a statue smile, and whenever they physically touched…fireworks inside him.

She asked him to a party last Saturday. Everything was perfect.

When he arrived she was across the room with Chloe. Then, like slow motion, his dream shattered. In her hand: a cigarette.