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"jerks," I Muttered. Then I Brightened. "oh, Hey. Doughnuts."

There Was No "me" In Alchemy. Well, Phonetically There Was, But That Wasn't The Point.

What Matters Is That Someone—that You—know Me That Well. When A Person Can See Into Your Soul, It's Hard. It Forces You To Be Open. Vulnerable. It's Much Easier Being With Someone Who's Just More Of A Casual Friend.

Maybe You're Graduating From Fireballs To Lightning Bolts," Adrian Suggested. "i Bet It'd Be A Lot Like Throwing Ninja Stars. Except, Well, You Could Incinerate People.

Your Truths Are Worse Than Your Lies.