Chapter 15: Shane

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"You look nice." my mom smiles, making me smile along with her.

"Thanks." I respond.

"Where are you going?"

"I have a date with this girl from school." she begins to glow.

"Who is she? What conservatory is she in?" Mom asks. I begin to laugh.

"Her name is Kyra Trey and she's in the Creative Writing Conservatory." Mom looks at me wide eyed. I usually dated goth-like poetry girls.

"She's not goth is she?" I laugh.

"Not even close. She kinda reminds me of the lead singer from your favorite band, but she's deaf, so she doesn't sing." Mom loves that band, Fleetwood Mac. And whenever I see Kyra, it's like she kinda shares the same wardrobe as the blondie lead singer.

"Oh really? How does she remind you of her?" she asks.

"She sorta has the same hair as her, and when I see her, she looks kinda ethereal looking."

"Wow. I'd like to meet her. Does she live close by?"

"She actually lives 10 minutes away."

"Maybe you can bring her by afterwards. She sounds amazing."

"She is."

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