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What Are Friends For?
As we start getting dressed up, we hear someone trying to come in. We both freeze, glancing at each other uneasily. Let’s hope it’s not a teacher. If it is, I might as well jump through the window. It’s a good thing I’m a witch. Jumping from the third floor wouldn’t exactly be fun. Or painless. “Yeah?” Jake speaks up, while urging me to get dressed as quickly as I can. He’s already pulling his hoodie over his head, his muscles flexing making me thirsty again. He eyes me knowingly, then slightly shakes his head in disbelief. “Dude, let me in. I want to know what’s going on. Is Evelyn in there?” I hear Marcus’s voice on the other side, making me breathe out in relief. At the same time, I almost entangle myself in my own dress as I try to pull it over my head as quickly as possible. Jake q
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