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calla | ace | others

i deserve to know your name, ya know?

i am not telling you my name, star.

awww wh- wait, star?

i forgot your name.

no you didn't. you saw me doodle it on the back of your notebook a few minutes ago and even scolded me for it.

i didn't see it. i was trying to see it. there's a difference.

there isn't any diff- wait! you are changing the topic. tell me your name!

i am not telling you my name.

pretty please with a... uh- scoop of ice cream on top?

a scoop of ice cream? really?

what? everyone likes ice cream!

you said that about cherries too.

because its true! don't tell me you don't like ice cream too. you will be staking our friendship if you say that, grump.

well, not really. i won't stop talking to you because we have different opinions on a few things. everyone is unique in their own way, so its just plain mean to judge someone because they ha-

we are friends?

i just said that. anyways, do you not like ice cream though?

you want to be my friend? like, on your free will? are you okay?

i said we are friends, didn't i? wait, you don't want to be my friend? its okay if you don't. i can totally un-

no! uh... no. its fine.

okay, so as i was saying; you like ice cream right?

mhm.

why are you staring like tha-

class! pay attention here.

by the ways, you still haven't told me your name yet.

ace. its ace.

and middle name?

don't push your luck, star.

it was worth a shot.

auclair! easton! do you want detention?

sorry mr. goldman!