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Tex and Lucy each grabbed a handful of candy from a bowl on the countertop.
A pair of girls approached, one dressed as a bee, one as a witch. Both costumes included short skirts, for some reason.
Jaime and Amy, the bathroom twins.
“Are you supposed to be a Klingon?” asked
Jaime, the brunette bumblebee.
“She is a Bajoran,” Tex corrected her. “I am a
Klingon.” He pounded his chest for emphasis. “Those are aliens, right?” Amy flicked her
long blonde hair over her witchy shoulder. “Obviously,” said Jaime. “It’s Lucy and Tex.
That’s, like, all they think about.”
Jaimie’s dad worked at the Nu Co. factory,
where Lucy’s father had recently been promoted to manager.
“Are there any eighth-graders here?” Lucy asked, casually unwrapping a piece of taffy.
“Why?” said Jaimie. “Looking for Milo Fisher?”
“Of course she is,” Amy jeered. “She’s, like,
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