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Shay's cheeks are crimson, a dead rose pinched between his fingers. We're on the edge of the forest, in my backyard. "I just never had an opportunity to give it to you before. At school, I mean." 
He tucks it amid the curls on my head, smoothing it down, fingers shaking. We're close. But, he just stays there, shaky fingers in my hair, eyes all intense. His lips are parted as if he's about to say something. But, he doesn't. Instead, he just stares. I hide my smile, touching the rose a bit.
"I'll see you when I see you," he says softly, following my eyes with his. He waves, hands shy and uncertain. I wave, too. We laugh at how strange we are behaving.
"See you," I said, not really caring that he wouldn't hear me if I spoke softly. I feel buzzed.

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