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She opened her mouth, then closed it. Words disappeared as she got lost in fear and panic and—

“Hey, Justice.”

They both turned and saw Ford Hendrix crossing the street toward them. Patience exhaled, both relieved and frustrated by the interruption.

Ford was one of six kids. Dark hair and eyes. All the girls thought he was hot, but Patience only saw Justice.

“Could you believe that history test?” Ford asked. He and Justice were the same age and had a lot of classes together. “Hey, Patience.”

“Hi.”

They all fell into step together, walking toward home, the moment lost.

“Man, why do we have to know that stuff?” Ford asked. “World War One was like a hundred years ago or something. That essay question...”

“Brutal,” Justice finished for him.

Patience glanced at him and saw he was watching her, his expression questioning. She swallowed as she realized he might ask her what she’d wanted to talk about and she couldn’t possibly say anything in front of Ford. He was a nice enough guy, but no way!