Chapter 3
I was back at the commons, grabbing a bowl of corn flakes and a banana when someone nudged me. I turned around, trying to balance my tray of food, to find Ben standing behind me. He had an orange and a messenger's bag over his shoulder.
"You still feeling dizzy, Marnie?" he asked.
I shrugged with a smile, feeling self-concious. "No. I'm
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