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Chapter Five

Marcus and I walked hand-in-hand, an odd, yet normal-feeling action. He took his time, and we talked about our families, our friends—anything and everything under the sun before he broached the subject I feared most. But by the time he did, I felt much closer to him than I did my own best friends.

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Chapter Four

“Well, how did it go?” my mother asked the moment she entered the front door. I looked up from my homework, the same page I’d attempted...

Chapter Six

THERE WAS NO FALLING ASLEEP after Wil Grimm left, so I stared at the ceiling and devised a plan to get out of school. My scheming was...


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