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Middle school is supposed to feel like growing up.
For Lyra Wells, it feels like trying to remember where she put herself.
She's obsessed with space, obsessed with routine, and not great at pretending she's fine when everything around her feels messy.
Then Iris Hawthorne appears, smart, confident, a little infuriating, and somehow impossible to ignore.
They're rivals by default, friends by accident, and somewhere in the quiet chaos of classrooms and hallways, Lyra starts to wonder... Maybe friendship isn't as complicated as she thought.
First observations. First questions. First hints that the universe might just line things up perfectly, even if she isn't ready for it yet.