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Pigpen grins at er to his lips "We’re running late and they just said they’ll kick anyone out who makes a sound"

The world moves in slow motion alk into the back of a darkened auditoriue are two tables full of people and in therules of how the academic competition will play out

My heart stops and I’ raven hair and the most beautiful face in the world It’s Breanna and I almost drop to my knees when a burn hits pen asks

"It’s Breanna" My voice is rougher than it should be

Pigpen cups the back of h Her parents have laid down soirl is yours as long as she still wants you"

I nod and join Pigpen in a seat in the last row and sit back and watch so the entire world how herRazor

Not that we can really touch--not in the way he touchesand he’s here and he’s looking at ether

On a blanket at a park across the street fromat school, with Violet, Oz, Chevy and Eeneralities asat Razor like they would happily toss hi Razor

My parents are at the picnic table full of fixings from KFC Chicken, mac ’n cheese, mashed potatoes Nan of Terror Across froirlfriend and Rebecca Eli and Pigpen are playing kickball with s

Razor squeezes my hand, then clears his throat "Mr Miller?"

Talk about epically weird Razor fron of Terror just properly addressed rin on my face

The picnic table falls silent and my father answers, "Yes?"

"Can I take Breanna on a walk? I’ve been watching the joggers and there’s a loop that runs along this place"

I hold my breath with each second of aardness that follows It’s extremely obvious they’d like to screa an eye on you"

Yes! Razor stands and I waste no tilance back atThe thought causes some of the joy of thislift of her lips

"Thank you," I say, and Mom nods a "You’re welcome"