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The loudspeaker crackled to life with a list of names. I winced at most of them, but then I heard Lena’s. My fingers tightened on the strap of my pink canvas tote, and I turned, offering a slow, steadying smile directly to her. The hallway roared with the first-day chaos of Crescent Ridge High, but my focus narrowed to the tight line of Lena’s mouth, the quick flutter of her pulse at her throat. I stepped closer, linking my arm through hers. ‘Ready?’ I murmured, my voice just for her, before we faced the classroom door together.