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[color=orchid][sub][i]Take everything from the inside
And throw it all away
'Cause I swear, for the last time, 
I won't trust myself with you[/i][/sub][/color]
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[indent]At last, the long-awaited day had finally arrived: the start of her senior year. 

From the moment she had moved to Crown Heights at the age of seven, Martha Colette Radley had been desperate to get away. The reasons behind her move to Florida had been heartbreaking enough, but the sudden changes that followed the catastrophic event had been too much for the sensitive girl. She’d hated the heat, the entitled and arrogant attitude of her fellow classmates, the hypocrisy of the adults in the neighborhood, the obsession of appearing prim and perfect at every moment, the gossipping talking behind backs… But, alas, there was finally light at the end of the tunnel.

The sound of Linkin Park’s ‘’On The Inside’ played softly from the speakers of her car as Martha made her way down the all-too familiar roads to King’s Academy. Thoughts of a better life in the comfort of Manhattan kept her sane and entertained during the lonely drive, giving her all the more reason to get this last year over and done with. There was some traffic near the main entrance of the school, but once she was past the opulent iron gates of the school and nearing the high school buildings, it was smooth sailing. Finding an empty spot proved to be a bit of a challenge ([color=orchid][i]“Did everybody get new cars over the summer or something?”[/i][/color]), but she finally found usual spot at the far end of the lot, under the shade of an oak tree. Mar diligently parked her [url=https://www.wallpaperup.com/uploads/wallpapers/2013/01/05/27763/2808498a21ce2e082acb96851cc2d387.jpg]vintage black Cadillac[/url], gathered her bag and trusted Starbucks, took a deep breath and exited the vehicle, making her way into the school.

Her curious dark eyes scanned the area, looking for one of the few faces she could socialize with. It wasn’t that she didn’t [i]know[/i] these people (most have been her classmates since the second grade), but more so that she didn’t [i]trust[/i] these people. Mar was ridiculously picky with those she chose to associate with, so it was no surprise that there was nobody around of those she ‘hung out’ with. Shrugging, she looked down at her watch. Still some free time to enjoy, and an empty table coming up near the quad: the perfect place to enjoy her hot coffee in peace.

From her seat in the table, Martha had full visibility of the parking lot. She spotted many of her fellow classmates, but there was a particular one that stood out from the rest… Tall, athletic and handsome to the core: Andrés De La Fuente. 

The dumbest of smiles came across her features, and the young woman suddenly became oblivious to anything and everything around her. Her crush on Andres had been going on strong since the good ole’ middle school days, when they’d been paired for a History project on seventh grade. Contrary to the other boys in her class, he’d been nothing but sweet and polite to her throughout the years, not once weirded out or put off by her quirks. They hung around completely different social circles, but Mar could always expect to see his charming smile directed at her whenever they crossed paths in the hallways. Frankly, it sucked that this would be her last year seeing him, and that she’d been too much of a coward to entertain the thought of making any mention of her feelings to him. But even if this senior year was the perfect moment to take the risk, Martha was too afraid she’d crash and burn after the fall.

[color=orchid]‘I wonder…’[/color]

Out of sheer curiosity, Martha rummaged in her bag until she found the pair of tarot cards she kept with her on the go, pulled them out of the bag and took them out of their protective metal case. She closed her eyes, focusing all her attention on the question for which she seeked an answer to, transmitting her energy into the deck of cards she held between her hands for the better part of thirty seconds. Once time was up, she opened her eyes and began to shuffle the deck until satisfied, then placed down three cards facing down. Mar carefully placed the rest of the deck back on the case, took a deep breath and turned the cards one by one.

[i][color=orchid]The Fool, The Lovers, The Nine of Wands.

Beginnings, Love, Union, Persistence and Resilience.[/color][/i][/indent]