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Macy 59: Sort Of

“What?” Macy stuttered.

“No point in lying now. I’m going to visit my mom way across the country. You’ll probably see me summer.” Macon said.

Macy tried to hide her happiness. “We’ll miss you.” Derrick coughed, covering his laugh.

“Oh shut up and hug me. I’ll be back before you know it.” He sounded like a best friend moving away, but he wasn’t anywhere near the friend category.

“Uh.” Macy whispered as Macon reached for her with a hug in mind. “Don’t. That’s pushing it.” Macon laughed, he actually laughed, and it sounds musical almost nice. But Macy pushed those thoughts away before they got her into more trouble.

He then turned to Derrick. “Derrick.”

“Macon.” Derrick responded like a robot. “Its a pleasure that you’re leaving.”

“I guess I deserved that.” Macon mumbled.

And Derrick hissed in an ominous voice, “Oh you deserve way more than that.”

Macy interrupted, “Okay stop it you guys.” But she was laughing too, finally care free.
Sort of.

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