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A couple of hours later, Aurelle found herself heading towards the Art Den, knowing she could find Diana there. She was aware, as always, of eyes on her as she took the wooden steps up the porch of the building that had become so familiar to her. Students were hanging around on the steps, on the porch, smoking and laughing easily. Aurelle ducked her head, touching her short hair, feeling every movement like it was a declaration. She lifted her eyes and saw Noah, who smiled, and she felt a wave of gratitude. She knew he had a crush on her, and though she didn’t feel the same about him, the kindness of his face was like a soothing balm.
‘Hey, Aurelle!’ he called, breaking off from the others. They watched him approach her.
‘Hi,’ she said, quietly.
‘How are you doing?’ He gestured at
