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“I’m not”

“Yes, you are”

Annoyed, I made a face “Why would you say that?”

She ignored my question and ordered us both a chocolate cone with chunks of peanut butter

“Is it Trevor?”

“No”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course I’m sure”

“Then why are you blushing?”

“I’er she stared at me with that half smile on her face, the hotter my cheeks felt

“Did he kiss you?” she asked, handing me my ice cream cone

“What? No, we’re just study buddies”

“Uh-huh”

I licked the top of my cone “He’s pretty intense”

She got this “duh” expression on her face “Of course he is Trevor Lewis is an artist A guitar player Those dudes are all intense Link’s the same”