Dirty Little secrets
"Look, I'm Ava…. grumpy queen."
"Shut up!" she hissed, but giggled, slapping my arm light. "You're such a dork."
The teasing kept going me mimicking the speaker's monotone, her cracking up, us passing notes like high schoolers: hers saying "Bored, save me," mine "Only if you smile."
By lunch, she was lighter, but still shot me glares when I brushed her thigh under the table. "Tease."
"Guilty." But inside, I was planning more research and said small gestures, like flowers for no reason.
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