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⌜ chapter twenty-three ⌟


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"I knew I shouldn't have come here." Topanga says as she looks at a photo that she thinks looks like Cory. "I was supposed to come here with Cory; everything reminds me of him."

"Yeah, this probably wasn't the best idea." Letty agrees as she slowly wanders from one painting to another. "Eric was gonna bring me here, and now I..." She sighs as Jason walks over and wraps his arm around her shoulders.

"Am I not enough for you?" The older boy questions.

"You're annoying."

"It's my job, babe." He says, and she nods.

"Angela, I miss him." Topanga says as she looks at her own best friend.

"Topanga, Scarlett, you guys have been waiting forever to see this exhibit." Angela tries to reason with them.

"How could he talk to another girl all night?" She questions. "How could he kiss her?"

"He hates me, doesn't he?" Letty asks, her voice low as she looks at Jason.

"He told you it didn't mean anything." Angela reminds the blonde.

"How could it not mean anything? He kissed another girl." Topanga says as she turns to face her friend. "You don't kiss somebody and have it not mean anything. I don't understand that."

"No, he doesn't hate you." Jason tells Letty. "He found out something that he never thought was possible, and he's scared."

"Yeah — of me." The brunette says, and he sighs as he shakes his head. "You didn't see him the night that he found that stupid journal... You didn't see him the other night in Chubbie's."

"Should've left him up on those monkey bars."

"Oh, no. Please not the monkey bars story again." Letty and Jason speak in unison as they follow the younger girls, and Angela chuckles as she looks at them.

"Monkey bars." Topanga smiles as she glances back at her three friends. "I was in the sandbox and I saw the cutest little curly-haired boy on the monkey—" She stops when she turns around again and sees Angela and Letty saying the story along with her. "Okay, just forget it." The blonde walks away from them, and Jason starts laughing at the three girls.

"Hey, what if we find you someone that means nothing to kiss?" He suggests as he walks behind them. "Both of you — call it a step in moving on...and then I can go home."

"You like art museums as much as I do." Letty says as she turns to look at him.

"Yeah, sure. But I could do without all of the talk about the Matthews' dorks."

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