(You are sitting on the bus, and Kaden texts you. “Good Morning,” as always. You smile, and text him Good Morning, too. You get off the bus, and walk to your first hour. It’s Monday, and you and Kaden have science first hour together for the last trimester. You sit down, and wait for him to get to school. Kaden walks in the room, his newest binder under his arm, and sees you. He smiles at you softly, and nods up, a thing country people do instead of waving.) “Kaden: Hey, Your Name.”
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