Chapter 8

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"Duel," he said confidently, getting up in my face, making me blush.

"If you're gonna be like that," I turned mine on and flipped it out to his chest, but he blocked it quickly with his, hitting it away and aiming for me, but I ducked and hit him in the shoulder with it.

"Let the hunger games begin!!" He yelled.

Man, maybe being trapped in your local Walmart isn't as bad ad you'd think.

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