ISABELLEI wrote *But, it's far away,*“I know…but you can think about it,”*I will,* I wrote quickly. Tyler read it, and smiled, “Okay, sure,” he said.I walked to the bus stop, I didn't look back at Lucas as he was staring at the parking lot. The bus came and I got on. I stared out the window the entire ride home and told myself the tight feeling in my chest was the cold air and nothing else.Lucas got home fourteen minutes after I did.I was already in my room when I heard the front door. His footsteps crossed the ground floor, paused somewhere near the kitchen, then came up the stairs at the hurried pace.They slowed outside my door, I sat on my bed with a book open to a page I hadn't read and didn't move. After a moment his footsteps continued, then his door closed quietly.I looked at the page, still hadn't read it and I stayed that way till I fell asleep.Breakfast the next morning had the energy of trying to be completely normal about everything.Lucas stood at the counter e
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