[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Fox River – Cary, IL 
[b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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I grab a couple of bags to help Nic out, and I notice the dilemma. [color=#DB7093]”I’m sure we could find a bench,”[/color] I said. [color=#DB7093]”Although, I’m sure I’ll just sit on the ground anyways,”[/color] I informed Nic. I wiggle my toes on the warm pavement before I step from the parking lot onto the cool grass and sigh. Yes, I would definitely find a nice spot on the ground to sit.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B0C4DE]Avery Zain[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#B0C4DE]Location:[/color][/b] Caden's House – Chicago, IL 
[b][color=#B0C4DE]Skills:[/color][/b] 
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[color=#B0C4DE]”Oh,”[/color] I said, trying not to sound disappointed. [color=#B0C4DE]”With the anger thing or just emotions in general?”[/color] I asked. So…maybe she didn’t feel the same way and was only reacting because her fox was reacting. [color=#B0C4DE]”The Men of Letters or Caden weren’t able to find anything on your mom?”[/color] I asked, moving the conversation forward.