Chapter 27:D :) ;0)

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“No.”

I watched as she squared her petite shoulders and pushed her stomach up, resembling an angry midget, even though she was a bit taller than me.

“Ned! I command you to tell me!” She declared with official authority.

“Ohhh I’m soo threatened now.” Ned laughed, arms still crossed in refusal.

“What’s going on?” I asked with genuine curiosity as I dramatically waltzed toward the table they were seated at the library, having heard the conversation as I entered with how loud they were.

Ned rolled his eyes. “Noth-

“Neddy won’t tell me who he likes!” Miranda pouted like a child who couldn’t have what they wanted at a toy store.

I was surprised a bit, but wagged my eyebrows at him. “Oo-la-la.”

He blushed and raised his hands defensively. “I don’t like anyone!”

“Yes you do you liar!” Miranda accused, literally jabbing a finger in his direction.

“Whoa, whoa. Okay guys chill your balls.” I said, trying to calm the mood of excitement from Miranda down a bit. It was freaking me out.

“Miranda, how do you know Ned likes someone?”

“Because I know him!”

Well, you couldn’t get any more descriptive than that.

“OHHH MYY GOD NED WHO DO YOU LIKE TELL ME OHMIGOSH IS ITELIZABETHFROM HISTORY OF MAGIC??!!” I hollered, incredibly happy for Ned.

“SHHHH.” The almost-ancient librarian wheezed. That had been the second time. Oops.

Ned tilted his head upward to the ceiling as if to say ‘Why?’

“I’m not telling you guys ok!”

“So, you do like someone!” I grinned as he blushed a scarlet red. It was nice having another person than me blushing more than half the time.

He groaned and “checked” the time on his watch. “Well looks like I’ve got to run.”

I rolled my eyes, knowing he literally wanted to run from our interrogation on who this mysterious girl was.

“Yeah, whatever.”

“Yeah I’ve got to go too. But this time I actually have a real reason.” Miranda stated as she grabbed her books and bag.

“Uh, okay bye.” I frowned. I didn’t want to be alone.

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