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The morning's brightest ray of sunlight crept stealthily through the inch-wide gap between the curtains and pressed heavily onto one pale slumbering cheek. Feliks squinted and stirred, turning onto his other side and burying his head into the thin pillow in an attempt to escape the blazing light. Outside he could hear the odd car whooshing by and the cheeps of few, distant birds. He could tell it was early; too early to be awake after a night of partying. He could feel the blood being pumped through the veins of his heels, his eyes were gritty and dry, and his whole body felt heavy, so he tried to block out the gentle outdoor noises and ignor

The sky was surprisingly clear for the time of year, Eduard deduced when he shut the hard wooden door behind him and looked up beyond the rim of his spectacles at the drifting shades of blue above. Not a glare upon his glasses, not a single baby cloud in sight; not even the sun seemed to be hanging amongst the sky today, and he could tell by the hollow air that it would be a chilling night. 'I should probably wear a sweater to this party, then…' The long awaited event for most juniors and seniors with a social life throughout the entire school had arrived, but Eduard still didn't see the appeal. Who cared if Bob, or Bill, or Johnny, or

Feliks tried to open his eyes; groggy with sleep and his hair stuck to the back of his warm neck. He raised one heavy arm from under the duvet and rubbed his eyes until his vision was watery and clear, and he brushed a few strands of hair out of his face. Sighing, his emerald eyes scanned the room; the greying white ceiling, the lilac shade around the light bulb, his large wardrobe and red-curtained window. The only thing that was out-of-place was the fact that his clothes weren't splayed out over the ground, the wooden chair by the wall or over the full-length mirror in the corner of the room, and the contents of his dresser were fairly orga