SCARE ME

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"I dig the shirt."

Simon choked on a mouthful of soda.
Jace had talked to him.
Jace had noticed his shirt.
What shirt again ?

He looked down and read :
'No Sexual InQUEERy here.' 'Pantastic.'

Simon grinned, proudly.
His eyes met Jace's.
The grin faltered.

He stood up from his chair and left the cafeteria as the other sat down.

Fear not, pretty boy won't eat alone.
Usually, pretty girl, comes and join.

This time, was no exception.

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