Dinner

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Lilyan suppressed her smile when Zayd laced his fingers through hers. The feeling was similar to how they held hands before, but somehow, it felt like it had more significance. “You know, we're going to have to just be friends at school, right?” Zayd said as they walked out of the house. “Why?” she asked with a frown. “So you can have the freedom to make real friends,” he answered simply. “You are my real friend,” she protested, locking the door behind them. “Okay, other friends,” Zayd amended. “I don't need other friends,” Lilyan pouted. She led Zayd down the driveway and to the stop sign where their bus picked them up for school. “Tomorrow you start 11th grade, little one. You should do that without being glued to me like this.” He raised their clasped hands and gave her a small

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