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Who I Am (On Hold)

Who I Am (On Hold)

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Who am I? That's a really hard question to answer. Who do I think I am? Easier. I think I'm Skyelar Slivers. And I think I'm pretty average. Other than the fact that I've got a good sense of time, am athletic, and have no friends. Okay, well that's not true. I have one friend, Blue jay. I've known Blue jay since practically forever. He's always been there for me. Everyone thinks that he's just an imaginary friend. But he's not. He's real. So am I. Who Am I? I couldn't tell you. «props to @onomattopoeiaa for the AMAZING cover!»
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Mary frowned, this time with genuine confusion instead of anger. "You don't know?" I shook my head. "Obviously, I don't know. Are you crazy?" She looked at me inscrutably for a moment before shrugging uneasily. "It was- never mind. It was nothing." I also hate it when people are lying to me and they try to hide it, so maybe that would explain why I got so annoyed. Maybe Mary could sense that I was annoyed, or maybe she just found the air around me a bit too tainted for her taste. She dashed away, her soccer ball underneath her arm. The spray of mud that her feet kicked up completed the destruction of my knee socks. That was when I noticed two things about Mary Phelps. One, her eyes had the same golden rings in them that Jay's and mine had. And two, she was most definitely hiding something. The only question was, what?

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