"Okay, hold it steady, Riley," Larry said the next day at the garden. He pulled on a pair of clear plastic goggles. Hey, his eyes aren't solid brown, Riley thought, tightening her grip on the wooden slat. There's a little green around the middle. How come I never noticed that before? "Uh, Riley?" Larry said. She blinked. "Huh?"
Larry pointed to the slat. "Your hands are in the way." "Oh!" Riley quickly moved her hands away from the pencil line. Was I actually checking Larry out? she wondered. She was. And she had to admit, for some weird reason he looked cute today! "Ready?" Larry asked. Riley...
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