When I'm Gone; Chapter 12
Chapter 12-August 12, 2001 (Claire)
“No way,” Alex exclaimed looking at the black walls in my classroom. He flicked his gaze back down to the small object in my hand. I laughed and nodded.
“Yep.” I tossed the yellow balloon in my hand. I was careful as not to pop it. Alex glanced at me, dumbstruck.
“I don’t know,” he started doubtfully. I cut my eyes at him and stuck out my tongue.
“Do you want to go first? or shall I?” I interrupted him. He shook his head.
“Um, you can,” he said and took a few steps back, away from me and the wall. I laughed again; that time, making me sound like an evil prowess.
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