Chapter 137

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June 14, 1979

Dear Journal,

I smiled when I saw Regulus at the library and I nearly skipped over to sit next to him. He looked up as I sat down. I saw him physically relax.

"You're early today," he commented casually.

"I finished lunch quickly," I said as I opened my textbook.

"Eager to study?"

"Always eager for knowledge."

He rolled his eyes and spoke, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "Yes, of course. How could I forget what a smart girl you are. Top of the class."

I glared at him playfully because I knew he knew that I was just average, "Not cool, man."

He smirked.

Estella Flint

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