[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B0C4DE]Avery Zain[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#B0C4DE]Location:[/color][/b] Restaurant – Chicago, IL 
[b][color=#B0C4DE]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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I follow behind Kimiko, pulling my jacket and the keys out of my bag. I toss my cell phone and wallet inside before zipping it back up. 

We remain silent while getting ready to ride back to Caden's. I slip between anger and defeat as I try to focus on the task at hand. I know why I'm angry, but I don't want to acknowledge it. Instead, I zip up my jacket and put on my helmet and wait for Kimiko to get on the bike. I don't bother giving her hand signals, my subtle revenge for the day.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home – Chicago, IL
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I nod and lean forward to kiss Nero's forehead. [color=#006400]”I'll come back when it's ready,”[/color] I said, getting off the bed and leaving the room. 

I close the door behind me and take a moment in the hallway. I take a deep breath in and let it out. My eyes prick and I wipe the silent tears that started to fall away from my face before I walk into our bedroom to draw Nero a bath.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b]  – Chicago, IL 
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I giggle like a stereotypical girl in love when Nic mentions other ceremonies. We follow Mr Scott and I keep the act going. 

[color=#DB7093]”The fountain thing is traditional but we're hoping to modernize it a bit. It's just so plain,”[/color] I explain, scrunching my nose up like the idea of plainness is a personal affront to me.