Counting Scars.
Collin carried me to my locker, refusing to put me down even for a second. "This is one of those things I shouldn't tell Luka...right?" Lucas asked walking up to me as Collin and I walked out of school. "Are you on the phone with him now?" I asked, looking at the phone tucked tightly in his hand. Lucas nodded his head. "Luka needs to focus on himself, so per my request. Anything that says anything about what happened today or any day after unless approved by me will not go to Luka." I smiled; I could hear Luka yelling on the other end of the phone. "See ya later Ry." Lucas rolled his eyes and smiled. "Have fun." I smiled. "Why don't you want him to know?" Carl asked. "Luka and I's friendship is complicated." I smiled. "Complicated?" Carl asked. "So, my parents died when I was 10,
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