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Christmas Project
Things were weird at home, but it was almost Christmas, and that helped to take my mind off of all of the craziness with Starla and Sam. It also helped me not to think about Fionna, even though I got a new message almost every day from someone at the School for Mages who told me something about how insane she was acting. Most of the time, it was Kayla or Lluvia who lit my phone up with, “You’ll never guess what she did today!” but sometimes it was Sean or Liam. I always shared the messages from Liam with Ben so he’d know exactly what we were saying to one another, even though he constantly told me that he trusted me. I knew he was still worried about Liam, that something was going to happen to make me feel like I’d rather be with him than Ben, so I tried to keep my distance from Mr. Finch. It wasn’t that hard since he was on the other side of the ocean. After I told him what Maggie had said and what Brice had added
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