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Tommy was dark. Seriously. I don't really understand how a dark boy ended up being best friends with a light boy, but they were. Maybe it was because their magic hadn't manifested itself. At least Sam and Billie didn't have such exotic friends. They stuck to non-magicals.
He looked at me from below, in amazement. He didn't utter a single word since he came. That was quite an unusual behavior for a dark boy. Although dark arall are not the chatterboxes light arall are, they are usually not shy. Not at this age, when magic first starts manifesting itself. I looked at Mikey. He pulled my sleeve, and I leaned. He put his mouth in my ear, shielding it with his palm.
"Tommy didn't believe me when I told him you are like him," he whispered. "And that you're stronger than his dad."
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