Tell Lucas

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Riley's  P.O.V
After posting that pic on Instagram, everyone probably knows that we're friends again. Farkle nods towards the laptop he's on and I look.

"Remember how your dad said Danielle was from California? That's what she told him. It's not true. Look at this."

He shows me a computer version of a Minnesota school yearbook. She's from Minnesota. But something else  shocks me even more.

Danielle is listed as a grade eleven student. We're in tenth grade. Why is she back in grade ten? Why did she never say why?

Farkle says "Also, look at this. She has blonde hair here. Why would she dye it brown and go back a grade, plus lie about where she came from?"

Wow. "Yeah, you're right Farkle. We're gonna set Lucas straight." I lean in to hug him. He hugs me but doesn't let me go.

"Farkle? Why aren't you letting go?"

"I wish I could never let go. I'm sorry about what I did." I look into his eyes and nod.

That's when he kisses me.

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