Emma & Connor
I liked it.
That morning, the girl who sat next to me looked up from her sketchpad. “You’re Emma, right?” she asked.
“Yeah,” I said, smiling a little. “And you’re Lilla.”
She grinned. “Guess word gets around. Connor Adler’s friend, right?”
I blinked, feeling my face warm. “We’re… kind of friends. I guess.”
“Relax,” she said, laughing. “I’m not about to ask for his autograph or something. He’s cool, though. His sister Chelsea’s in my drama class—total natural.”
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