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"Hey, Celeste. You speak Spanish, right?"

Gabriel puts his tray and a small stack of papers down on the table.

"Yeah, my mom is from Spain so I guess I kinda have to."

He takes a bite of the school's sorry excuse of a chicken sandwich. "You should tutor me sometime."

"Oh...okay..."

He smirks. "Is that a yes?"

"Do you want it to be?", I ask in all honestly.

"I'll see you after school at four." He takes another bite of his food and smiles at me before he adds. "And in exchange, I think I'll teach you a thing or two."

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