SilverStone Academy

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Rayah

I close my eyes again, sighing.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!




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Jace

I slowly fall asleep and tighten my grip around Rayah.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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twenty one pilots




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Rayah

I fall asleep and sigh, yawning.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!




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Jace

I stir and sigh, tightening my grip again.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

Semiautomatic
twenty one pilots




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Rayah

I wake the next morning and take a deep breath, sitting up.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!




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Jace

I stir and wake, finding Rayah up already. The bell rings and I cover my ears, groaning and burying my head under a pillow.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

Semiautomatic
twenty one pilots




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Rayah

I smile at Jace, "Lets go..." I stand and start to get ready.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!




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Jace

I groan again before stumbling into the bathroom and getting ready.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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twenty one pilots




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Reviews 125
Rayah

I throw jeans and a tee shirt on and sigh, grabbing my bag.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!




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Jace

I change and grab my bag, swearing as I remember that I forgot to finish the homework.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

Semiautomatic
twenty one pilots




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Reviews 125
Rayah

I start walking to first period and sigh, glad that it's the weekend after today.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!




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Jace

I catch up and twine my hand with hers, yawning again.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

Semiautomatic
twenty one pilots




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Reviews 125
Rayah

I flash a smile at Jace and enter class, the instructor glaring at us. He makes us sit seperate from eachother because of last time and I moan, parting with Jace to go to the opposite side of the room.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!




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Jace

I pout and sit, crossing my arms.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

Semiautomatic
twenty one pilots




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Reviews 125
Rayah

The teacher asks me a question and I don't answer, looking at him.

"Rayah!" he yells at me.

I look away, "I'm not answering."

"And why is that?"

"Because you won't let me sit where I want," I mutter.

He looks at me before looking at Jace, "Do you know the answer?"
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!



Everything has to be taken on trust; truth is only that which is taken to be true. It's the currency of living. There may be nothing behind it, but it doesn't make any difference so long as it is honoured. One acts on assumptions. What do you assume?
— Player (Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead by Tom Stoppard)