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Chapter one

I turn the key once more this time hoping the old Chevy truck would crank to life. But no. I roll my eyes and look out the windshield and into the night sky. I open the door and get out my red hair swinging around my back. I grab my swim bag from the passenger side and toss it over my arm. "Need a ride"? Startled I turn around to find my neighbor dexter sitting on the curb reading a book. "How long have you been there"? "Long enough to know your engine died". I smiled and look down the dark street. "Do you need a ride". Dexter is kind of creepy he is home schooled and he doesn't eat meat he use to stalk my sister but know ah day

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