A to Z
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When school ended, A escaped the detention room with masterful ease and ran to his motorbike. To his surprise, Z was there. She was sitting on his bike with her feet on the handlebars and her hands behind her head. When she noticed A running towards her, Z stood up, stretched, and bowed to him with a flourish. A stood shocked for a second and then regained his composure to grab her hand and pull her towards his chest. "You're taller up close," he whispered into her ear then spun out to grab his helmet and an extra for Z, "Take this and I will show you something amazing." "Okay, Ace, show me your world," Z hopped on the back of his bike and grabbed his waist as he began to ride off. The wind swept across her face and her bleached hair whipped out behind her. A was driving very fast, "So," Z yelled, "are you going to tell me where you are taking me? Or will I just have to trust you?" "Trust me!" A said, "Believe me, you'll like it!"
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