DAMSEL RULES

EL'S

ys with guitars. Or smil

the admin building-the one students only used for

uit

eone with three messy chords and a pop chorus. This was different. Contr

low

only stumble across in random late-night YouTube corners. Gentle.

ausing at the edge of the wall near th

st

ad slightly bowed, fingers dancing over the strings of a

o time for distractions. So naturally, he show

ripped jeans that probably cost more than my monthly allowance. There was no crowd. N

e. Fr

oding volleyball captain, sure. The Mater Carme

ul. P

t. But I didn't. I stayed hidden, one foot behind the wall

d of boy trains like a beast but plays like a poet? H

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but his voice

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get caught listenin

n't hi

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eppe

with one brow raised

n't ha

was soft.

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inked. "Yo

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sure why my throat

essional musici

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a business tycoon, heir to

like the music t

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seem like someone w

escapes. Some just do it w

anted to say something sharp.

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d n

ted. "A

d. "That sounds l

ysteries are

ieter. Thoughtful. "So are girls wh

hen pro

ep that

up, rustling the

I said, already

me. Just said

ed, an

for li

't stop smiling either. Not

zel!! Denzel

TI'

to be on Holy Cross'

itiative between our schools as part of this year's "youth sports diplomacy"

till, I volunteere

lleyball.

bag slung over one shoulder, the weight of the world in her postur

out, I found a quiet bench behind the greenhouse and pul

en I felt that moment of stillness that only happens when

erself. She just stoo

ngs. When I asked if she liked it, I was hal

me like she didn't know whet

ked

y family. Not even my teammates, who, deep down, expected me to carry

t

ething else. And that scare

on the strings. I couldn't play anymore. Not because the music had s

called from the pat

drinks. Way too chipper for som

ng out," I

playing ag

n't a

can. "You thin

d at him

yone saw the way you looke

n in my hand. "She's di

ped Bia's board. Th

es. "That's no

o something more know

her, the sun dipping low and cast

r Carmeli," Tim said. "No filter.

esn't l

n't know

tuck w

out. Like the fact that I wasn't supposed to fall for anyone. Especially not a girl who played c

sity, I knew, was always the

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