So I talked to Mark again today. He said that Spoon was being weird with him and asked if I had mentioned him liking her when I spoke with her.
I said no.
He seemed kind of sad today, and I felt bad.
“Hey, Mark.”
“Yeah, Sub?”
“You’re pretty punny, you know that?"
He smirked and kept walking alongside me.
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The Darlings of Suburbia
Teen FictionA story about a girl who sends letters to a neighbor.
