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Free Period

“Can I take your order?” Dante said, taking every ounce of his self control to stop blushing at the fact her hand was inches away from his heart, which was beating uncontrollably fast.
“What’re you doing here?” She asked.
She never noticed.
I have a free period, and my locker is right next to yours.” He said, knocking the back of his fist against a sheet-metal door that had the paint artistically scraped off.
“Oh.” Eve said.
“Plus I want to talk to you a bit.” Dante said.
“Oh, sure.” Eve responded.
“I just..have to get my stuff…and your hand is sorta..on me.”
“Sorry.” Eve snapped her hand to her side and turned a bright shape of pink.
Dante smiled and grabbed his sketchbook from his locker along with a few pens and pencils.
“Oh, I almost forgot.” He said, grabbing a small camera. “You have a free period?”
“I got all my math credits in my first two years of high school. I can skip it” Eve said.
“Great.” Dante responded. “I want to show you something on the campus.

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