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- 2/2013
Atticus hadn't seen her in a while. He stopped thinking of Odette, and Mae... almost everyone. Candice had stuck in his mind. Though he slightly felt like a pedophile, he still couldn't stop thinking about her. he wondered if she would ever look at him like that, or just keep going as a kid. Either way he was going to be friends with her. How could someone not? She was funny, cute... very cute. He smiled. What was making him think like that?
"I don't know." He answered his own question in a whispered sigh.
"I don't know." He answered his own question in a whispered sigh.