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Chapter 21
“I hope I’m not interrupting, I just wanted to come and introduce myself to Arla. I’m Victor. You made quite a debut this morning,” he said with a lopsided grin, extending his hand for Arla to shake. Arla felt her cheeks heat embarrassingly, taking in his compliment as she returned his handshake.
“Uh, um, thank you, I think,” she replied, nervous under his intense gaze.
“I hope we have a class together soon. I’ll see you around, Arla,” he said as he returned to his own table.
Meredith’s laughter broke the three other girls out of their trance-like state.
“You should see the look on your faces right now,” she teased. “A good-looking boy comes along and you all turn beet red.”
“He’s divine though,” sighed Lydia hopelessly,
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