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“What’s that one called?”I shifted on the grass so my body was facing Summer. She was on her back, eyes fixed on the constellation above our heads. The starlight seemed drawn to her, like she was their long-lost family, and they had finally found her.I understood how the stars felt. We may have only met this year, but even at 16, I could sense how rare our friendship was. From the day our paths crossed, we were inseparable. We brought out the flaws in each other, looked them dead in the eye, and held them tight.“Scorpius,” I whispered. Not b...
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“This is the best day of my life!” Julien shouts, upsetting a flock of seagulls who had dared to approach the carnival on the off chance someone might drop food.“This is the worst day of my life,” I groan. Julien inherited mom’s recklessness; I, meanwhile, got dad’s weak stomach. Well, I can only assume dad had a weak stomach because he took off when Julien and I were 5. I can only remember bits and pieces of him now. Like how he used to pick me up and heave me into the swimming pool. How he used to walk on his hands when I was sad. How he u...
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