THE HOCKEY CAPTAIN'S SECRET GIRL

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ted to tear it into tiny pieces and throw it away. Then Cassie's voice would come back into my head, reminding me exactly what she had pro

ing nobody would notice me. The air buzzed with excitement as people shouted, laughed, and waved bright blue flags above their heads. The loud music from the speakers mixed wit

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t friend. The guy who acted like the world belonged t

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was what I kept

the dark sky with flashes of blue and silver. Students poured out of every entrance, celebrating as if they had just won a championship instead o

stayed

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was for

and, then I thought about Cassie. With

ic pounded through giant speakers. Balloons, banners, and decorations covered every wall. Students danced in groups, laughing so loudly they

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ose oversized sweaters and jeans because they made me feel safe. Tonight, I hardly recognized the girl staring back at me in the glass do

pletely ou

to me, which should ha

ehow made me fe

had stopped by a pharmacy near campus. I had told the pharmacist that my grandfather couldn't

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Cassie. She could come running, believe whatever

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ll afternoon. He thanked people who congratulated him. He smiled at the cafeteria workers who had helped prepare the party. W

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would leav

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urt. Every instinct screamed at me to run out of the hall while I still could, but fear kept my feet rooted to the floor. Keeping my eyes