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Paper Plane #868 | third grade

    Logan, the boy with brown hair who sits in the corner, sends a paper plane my way. I open it. Inside is a note.

    You're pretty.

    Um, duh. I write okay, because some people feel threatened by me. He doesn't send the paper plane back. He ignores me for the rest of the day and the day after that and the day after that, but I don't mind. I only mind when he starts talking to Mia more than me.

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