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The Studio Is Empty

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The studio is empty. Each step I take echoes off the walls. The boombox in my hand bounces against my thigh as I walk. The air smells like stale Cheeto puffs, possibly from a birthday party that occurred earlier. Tonight definitely left a bitter taste in my mouth.

Deep breaths, Annabeth. Breathe, or you suffocate, Madam Baudelaire’s words ring through my mind.

The mirror in my opposition reflects my blotchy face, my bedraggled hair, the stains down the front of my shirt. No more. I came here to forget.

I set down the boombox and I turn it on.

Look, if you had one shot or one opportunity to seize everything you wanted in one moment, would you capture it or just let it slip?

My feet catch the rhythm of the song and I move to every …show more content…

“Oh, I hope we didn’t bother you, it looks like you 're in the middle of cleaning up.”

She waves a hushing hand at us.

“Never mind that, if you’re hungry, eat. Now, what can I get you?”

We ordered our food and sat down at one of the booths. I pull out my phone and open Snapchat, already knowing it would be on everyone’s stories.

And there it is on the first one I open, and the second, and the third. I slam my phone on the table. Piper looks up at me with sympathy.

“I don’t know what I did to deserve this.”

“You didn’t deserve it, they just can’t stand a girl who isn’t afraid to bite back.”

I huff and cross my arms before I look down at my chest. My sweater was still damp with marinara sauce.

I don’t hear him approach, but I do hear the plate being set down on the table. My stomach growls again.

I look towards the face of the person I must thank for bringing me this plate of deliciousness, and my breath catches in my throat.

He was really attractive, to say the least. His dark, disheveled hair fell into his face, nearly covering his shockingly bright eyes. You could see the outline of muscle through his shirt, and I felt myself blush. He peered at me through long eyelashes.

I saw his (nice, soft look- no, bad Annabeth) lips move, though I didn’t hear anything.

“Uh, what’d you say?”

“I said, would that be all?” he said, a slight amusement

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