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9 - Hobbies

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“I guess that’s settled,” Ashley said, her green eyes going back and forth between Bryan and me.

“Is it?” I asked hopefully. Maybe desperately.

“Yeah. You’re a novelty. End of story.” She continued to study us, the pale, freckled skin of her forehead scrunching together.

I sighed in relief, and Ashley glanced at Ella and Preeti.

“I think we’ve made Sera uncomfortable enough for today,” she added when she realized her friends were having difficulty switching gears. “Let’s change the subject. Tell us about yourself, Sera.”

Ella and Preeti focused on me, eager to get information.

“There’s not much to know,” I said, grateful for the change in conversation. “I like to jog.”

“Oh, and you’re on crutches,” Preeti said. “I’m sorry you can’t jog right now because of your injury.”

“Thank you. I’ll survive.” I smiled. “What about all of you?”

“Ashley does ballet,” Ella said, pointing to Ashley. “That’s where the long limbs and excellent posture come from. Unlike me, who stomps around ungracefu
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