"Leslie"...

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I woke up the next morning, hoping Quench and Nyah were still present.

"BREAKFAST!" Thespia yelled from the kitchen.

I perked up hearing that wonderful word.

Everyone jumped up from their sleeping bags and stampeded towards the kitchen.

After entering the room, they slowed down and sat at the table.

As always, I sat by Emerson, Nyah, and Adelina.

But today I didn't want to talk about ships.

I wanted to create one.

One for me.

I stared blankly into my pancakes, signaling Thespia to pour some syrup, or else...

She stared blankly at me, which meant I had to get my own.

I stood up, turning my hands into fists and getting ready to fight.

"Thes, calm down". Liam said, calmly entering the room.

"I'll pour Molly some syrup".

"Thanks Liam". Thespia replied with a warm smile.

She hugged him and continued to slice peaches.

I wanted to talk to Brie, but she was busy barricading the door.

The only one left, was Leslie.

She seemed nice, but acted; distant at times.

She was in the "Read bookz room" as Asher called it.

I quietly tiptoed into the room.

I tripped on a computer cord, causing Leslie to morph into a wolf.

"Leslie it's just me!" I said meekly.

She returned to human form, warmly smiling and asking how she could help.

"How do you know if you like someone?"

"Well, you look at them, and if you feel like you got attacked by Nimbus, you have a crush on them".

"Okay. Thanks for the advice".

"But please, don't tell Emerson or my friends".

"Iwon't". She said, returning to her research.

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