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Star's POV
My gymnastics tornament was today at 12 in the afternoon. I was in the kitchen eating breakfast. It was 8 o'clock in the morning. My breakfast today was apple cinnamon oatmeal. To my surprise, eating oatmeal at a slow pace made it even more lumpy than usual. I put my spoon down in my bowl and stared at my lumpy bowl of now cold oatmeal. "Sweetheart, you got to eat for the tornament", said my mom coming to sit next to me at the kitchen table.

"I'm too disappointed to eat, Mom."

"I know you were looking foward to that date, honey. But you'll have other dates."

"But not with him."

"Tell...

Star's POV
We unboarded the bus and walked the rest of the way to the mall, which was exactly one block. We kept talking. I said, "Hey. Do you want to hear a bad joke?"

"Sure. I love bad jokes", he said sarcastically.

I chuckled. "Ok. So what's the only flower who doesn't get any sleep at night?"

"I don't know. What?" He sounded more interested.

"The daisy." He looked at me for a few minutes. Just staring at me, not saying anything. I wondered what he was staring at. I instantly thought I had some of my protein bar in my teeth. We stopped walking due to a red light. Why is he still staring at me,...