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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="a05f3a82088c6ae6e27bf0afe0cbe9df"She walked up to the school alone, like usual. She wasn't bothered by it. In fact, she was grateful her parents allowed her to attend school. Since they moved so much and often didn't stay in a place for longer than two months, she wasn't always enrolled in school. Instead tutors came to teach her, when her parents schuedule allowed only a few hours of free time. While they vauled education, they wanted to spend what little free time they had having fun with their daugher, not teaching her. /p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="e280a3a3a6b4a65a970410d7a2dc0203"Calex nodded, "Yup." He picked up his fork to eat a place of chicken. "There wasn't even a butterfly or feather in the room. Mason was able to keep himself from becoming a target before anything even happened (to him)." He stuffed the fork into his mouth, enjoying his mother's cooking. The resturtant wasn't to busy, dispight it being lunch time. This allowed Calex time to actually sit down and enjoy the short break in the school day./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="f7b176a86d07717f13f215bb3c0007cb""Who are you calling a spoiled brat?" Mara pushed her wet hair out of her face to glare at Sayri. "Wait until I tell uncle, your gonna be ground from the kitchen!" Aurging among the three cousin wasn't anything new. Mara used Calex and Sayri's 'united front' to get them into trouble when they annoyed her to much. The adults always believed Mara could do nothing wrong and that Calex and Sayri ganged up together to bully her./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="7e2e6f938c3e8b59a4bbe2af793620ab""You guys need to work out more." Sylive walked into the living room holding a tray of several tiny cakes. "Did you already forget about the taste-testing?" She sat the tray on the coffee table. "Sayri's got more downstairs. I'll bring them up."/p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="a96528a338e93e7885a226eaa8a0e693"Ania licked the icing off her fork. "As good as this is, it'll be to sugary for Emi." She casually twirled the fork while looking at us. "Overall, this cake" she pointed to the rainbow one with white icing. "will appel to everyone, because of it's uqiuce combination of sweet and savory."/p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="f919662c54765a2c778b343ed2b7563e"Sylive nodded, "Agreed." She picked up my fork and took a bite of mine. "The flavors complment each other very well. But it's a bit much for someone with simple tastes like Emi."/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="baa41c98421b0b620f176f0173ddc440"As they spoke, I eagerly took notes. Sayri already knows all of this. Sylive and I tried to convince her to make a easy one flavor cake, like chocolate or vanilla. Sturnborn Sayri wanted to make a specail cake for Emi as a present. "That rules out the next three than." Early this morning, Sayri had set to work baking several mini cakes for taste testing. The first four were variations of the same repiece. "Let's move onto the next ones."/p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="a788565945343ab0dc97c15155dfc866""Don't be like that Sylive." Floral chimed. "We all know Devin can be annoying at times, but he's right. We can still enjoy everything, once we're done tasting." That's sweet, innocent Floral for you. Always looking for the postive in everything, while accdently insulting someone./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="f634070878be840ad18e040bd9c4a21e"Emi's POV:/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="f753c1355e8a95d7b2ef6da4c003677c""Where did you say you found this?" Lady Xi closed the Mircale Book to question me and the kwamis. "I thought it was lose forever." A slight smile played on her face./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="bc5bc9e8423281de3258a0165d0528dd""What's so speical about it?" I avoided answering her question. Pixxy adviced I remain quiet about Calex. Lady Xi is understanding, but won't be happy if she discovers someone knows my idenity as Blue Jay. She really won't be please if she learns about how close me and Panda Mime are. "Pixxy didn't go into much detail. All she said is that it's important."/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="eb6e25243549e8f6323a9d81e5665bb8"Pixyy most of last night 'reading' the Mircale Book, while Calex retold his exiecting day at Zoey's house with Pixxy and Ekko. That explains why they were gone for so long. When they'd returned after my lesson, neither one spoke of where they'd been. Not that we questionsed them. Centuries old beings that they are, they know what their doing and not to get caught./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px;" data-p-id="bc4b3f83ac89183c9e878208a9928c44"Alexei sat in the empty classroom with his haedphones on. Jagged Stone's voie poured through the speakers, drowning out the world. He didn't want to think about anything. Everything was beginning to stress him out. First, was Nobles' new schedule. The night before, Liam had emailed them an updated possblie schedule. This one included more work for Ace. Not only would he be working on a series for Quartz Network, he'd be attending photoshoots and dual interviews with Knight. Alexei didn't know how to deal with this. It was one thing for Liam to keep his promise to Rayssa that two members of Noble would be working on the series. It was another for Ace to be doing photoshoots and interviews. Ace is meant to work behind the scenes, not be infront of the camara./p
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