Starstruck-Twilight Aurora-
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-Wait... A-are you flying!?- Sam looks at me with a puzzled face
-I-it looks like it...- I say as cofused as she is- this is pretty cool, but, how do I stop it?
And as soon as I said that, I fell flat on my face.
Lyla and Sam are childhood friends and now they're both attending the same music school, everything seems normal on their first day until they find some crystal-looking stones
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