I keep kusoma my book as Kenny blabs on about Paul and I. "Hey! I've got an idea!" Oh no. This can't end well. All of Kenny's ideas have led up to someone getting hurt. Physically and emotionally. I place my purple and blue bookmark with a hummingbird, kolibri at the end of a string in the page I left off at. Putting the medium-sized book back in my messenger bag, I sigh. "What's your 'brilliant' idea, Kenny?" I ask him. Kenny pauses. "You know wewe and Paul are a couple right?" Is he serious? "You're kidding right?!" My childhood friend shakes his head. "Well anyway, I think wewe two should have a couple...
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