The Secret Door
Van tries to get up and thankfully there is a pair of hands to help him.
“Thank you, but please don’t do that again,” he said as his elbow throbs.
“I will Mr…”
“It’s Van, call me Van,” he replied.
“Well you can call me Ana,” she said. Ana is an inch shorter than Van, but the way she holds herself made her looks taller. Her pretty face is framed with long black hair that reaches below her waist.
“Hmm, I never saw you here before.”
“I’m your classmate in physical education, don’t you remember,” she chuckled.
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