We aren't friends. We aren't enemies. We're just some strangers with some memories.

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"Five more minutes!"

"Cut the crap."Brittany shot back while pulling Quinn's bed sheet"Five minutes means half an hour and you don't have that much time."

"It's the last day of summer!"

"Finally! You'll finally leave."Brittany joked making Quinn throw a pillow at her. Brittany then grabbed her younger sister's leg and turning her around. Quinn desperately tried to hold on to her sheet while letting out loud yelps."Wrong move, Lucy."

"Do you want to play dirty, Susan?"Brittany scoffed in reply causing Quinn to push her foot to her sister's chest and grab Brittany's ponytail"Surrender soldier, surrender."

"Fine. Fine! Let go of the hair you bastard!"Quinn nodded and did as she was told. Brittany got up and fixed her ponytail which was entirely ruined thanks to their little fight. Quinn continued laughing at Brittany before getting up to grab some clothes."Mum said that you need to enroll  yourself in Coal Hill."

"Can't she do it? Or dad? Or you for that matter?"Quinn questioned irritated"And don't I have to be eighteen or something?"

"In this town? You wish. You can even drink from  the age of ten here, education is the last thing they worry about."Brittany explained before throwing Quinn a blue t-shirt"Did you hear by the way? The town's major quit."

"He did?"

"Aha, I wouldn't really be surprised."Brittany continued while Quinn got dressed"I wouldn't trust the town's future to someone with the last name Fury. It sounds fake and perhaps from a comic book. Oh it could be an alter ego!"

"You and your conspiracy theories."

"I'm telling you, he's definitely working for a top secret government!"

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"Do rocks have feelings?"

"How high are you?"

"6'3, I think."

"You fucking weirdo."Skye mumbled and jumped on top of Dan"Get up, Hobbit."

"Oh I'm sorry that I don't wake up super early to straighten up my hair, your majesty."Dan shout throwing her to the side of the bed. Skye groaned and punched his arm."Continue with that behavior and I'm sending you back to the orphanage."

"I don't think you can, Daniel. I have already adopted the last name."she stated causing Dan to stick out his tongue like a little kid."We need to drop by the Academy today you know, lessons start tomorrow."

"Oh my God, summer's over!"Dan cried and buried his face in one of the pillows"Hell starts tomorrow! I'm not ready to see every person I hate again!"

"Same. But we have to or your parents will kill us both. So get your dramatic ass up and lets go get some coffee."

"You have an addiction."

"Remind me, which one of us is smoking?"

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There are times in the universe when  stars align and when that happens-even if it's miles away-something beautiful and wonderful happens in our world. In a way, stars are guiding us through the dark. Our faith is in their hands, and that was exactly what fascinated us the most. Let alone, it's an enchanting sight.

"Isn't it beautiful? Look at the sky, Philly."the woman smiled at her son and pointed at the sky. The boy turned to the sky's direction, looking at it with awe. A beautiful sight to his eyes. Then again, Phil always found the beauty within everything. It was just the way his mind worked, he could find the good in everything. A tactic that often worked since everyone loved him for his oh so optimistic and gleeful side."Oh! Look how many kids."

Phil turned around and watched the building in front of him. A big sign welcoming them to Coal Hill Academy was the first thing that caught his attention. After a while, however, he became aware of the other kids who were wither with their parents or by themselves. Some laughed, others complained about school and some just stood and stared at the void."This way, honey."

Phil followed his mother with a big smile. Some kids who happened to look at him smiled back, even those who didn't seem so friendly. It just proved Phil's theory that if you treated other people nicely, they would do the same for you.

"And your full name?"

"Newt Saxon."Phil sat in one of the available chairs and caught a glimpse of a blonde boy inside. The ginger woman in front of the boy, who Phil assumed was like a secretary, nodded and wished him a good school year. When the boy came out, Phil was able to study him more. He wore tight jeans and a pink jumper which was too big for him.

"I like your jumper."Phil stated with a smile that made his mother proud. The boy looked at him puzzled, probably not used to such comments. He glanced at his jumper and then back at Phil."It suits you."

"Thank you."

Phil waves goodbye and patiently waits for his turn. His mother eventually leaves and hands him the papers needed for his enrollment. Many more students came and go and Phil studied them all. Learning more things about his future classmates was the best preparation for the next day. Then suddenly after hearing the sound of a motorcycle-as if it was only inches away from him-his eyes met some stormy brown ones.

"One day you're going to kill us."a girl told the very attractive boy that Phil was staring at"How do you even have  a license?"

"You're just bitter because you haven't."the boy argued"Now go hand the papers to miss Pillsbury."

"They really need to hire an actual assistant."the girl mumbled and made her way to the line for the office. At that moment, the unknown boy  became aware of Phil's staring and opened his mouth to speak-from his expression Phil could tell he wasn't happy-but the sound of the office's door opening cut him off.

The brunette boy stared at the girl who had come out and was walking towards the exit. The girl stopped on her heels and turned to look at him."Hey."

"Hi."

"H-How you've been?"

"Good."Phil looked at them back and forth, curiosity getting the best of him."How's your friend?"

The girl laughed bitterly"How's yours?"she asked him harshly and went on her way. The boy turned to his friend-the also brown haired girl who had come with him-confused.

"I was just asking about Charlie."the boy explained to his friend"I didn't realize it was bad."

"It's been years since then. They might not even be friends anymore."

"Next!"the assistant's voice brought Phil back to reality and reminded him of what he was doing there. Phil got up and got inside, almost bumping into a much taller boy who had gotten inside before him.

"Hello, I'm Phil Lester."