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Days flew by. Soon enough, it was the end of the school year. The heat of June immersed me in warmth: I loved summer: it reminded me of those days I'd spend solely on the sandy beach. Those were the only things I ever missed about Narrangessett.

"Damn," I muttered as a little kid ran past me and all of the previously candy-filled boxes that were precariously stacked scattered across the floor. I fell to the ground and tried to pick them up again. Sally came to my rescue as well.

"I told you that June was one of our busiest months," she said.

"It would be fine if it wasn't for these little kids knocking over everything." She chuckled.

"Well, they're just kids," she replied. "They'll grow up soon enough." She paused for a minute and cleared her throat. "So, I was wondering if you were free on Friday. I wanted to have a little dinner. My son and his friend Annabeth will be there."

"I wouldn't want to intrude, Miss Sally," I said uneasily.

"Nonsense! It will be fun!" She promised me. "My treat." I hesitated: she was always talking about how much I looked like him. Maybe we could- nah, that's impossible. But still-

"I'll be there," I decided. She smiled widely, the happiness apparent in her eyes.

"Wonderful! The apartment complex is 17th East 79th, between 1st and 2nd. Come at 7:00, okay?" I nodded. She patted my cheek fondly and said, "I've got to go. I'll see you tomorrow!" And she left me with a vast group of pudgy kids running around everywhere and creating chaos.

After a couple hours and numerous moms apologizing for their kid's behavior, I closed down the candy shop and walked through Grand Central, contemplating if I could walk home. Deciding to walk home and save up my tip money, I walked through the light-flooded streets. A voice sang from the steps of an apartment building.

"the first to take it all the way like this. yeah, If you only knew, I wanna be last, yeah, baby let me be your last-"I looked around for the source of the voice. I nearly laughed out loud at who it was. Conor was sitting on the steps of an apartment building, gently strumming a guitar.

"Conor?" I said. He looked up, shocked, and then his face broke out in a smile.

"Hey, Ari," he said. I sat down next to him, affectionately bumping his shoulder. Nobody else called me Ari: it was only him.

"I didn't know that you played guitar. Or sang. Or had any musical ability, really," I said bluntly. He chuckled.

"I don't really like to show off," he confessed. I noticed he was red. "Singing is something I do for myself."

"Well, I'm pretty sure that you're a thousand times better than any popular artist right now," I said. "Your voice is amazing." He smiled shyly. I gestured to the building. "So you live here?"

"Yeah," he replied. "With my - uh- half brother." I nodded. "I would invite you in, but it's kinda a mess." I laughed.

"I get it," I replied. "Bachelor pads are notoriously messy. Or at least that's what I heard."

"You always do," he said cheekily. I laughed. "So the last day of school's tomorrow." I sighed.

"Yep," I said. "It's crazy, right? Next year we're seniors."

"You know, I've never stayed at one school for more than two months," he confessed. "I always managed to get in a crapload of trouble and get expelled."

"Well that didn't happen this year."

"Yet," he grinned. "We need to celebrate," he declared suddenly. "How about we go to Times Square after school? We can spend the day there, it'll be fun."

"As much as I'd love to, I have to take a raincheck. I'm going over my boss' house tomorrow for dinner." He squiggled his eyebrow suggestively. "Nonono," I said, turning red. "She's inviting me over. She's really nice, so why not?" I shrugged. "But maybe Saturday?" He nodded.

"Yeah, but then it has to be a full NYC excursion," he said. "Rockefeller, Empire State Building, the works."

"That would be nice," I agreed. "You know, I've been living here for more than four months and I still haven't been anywhere except for the upper east side, grand central, and central park. Oh, and I've walked through times square once. But I haven't really been able to have the 'New York experience.'" I made air quotations. He gaped at me.

"You poor, deprived child," he said seriously. "You have no idea what you've been missing out on." I looked at my watch.

"Well, I have to go now if this poor, depraved child plans on being home before 10:00," I said. I gave him a quick hug and then started jogging away. "Bye!"

"Text me when you get home!" He yelled after me.

"You know I always do," I replied back, smiling slightly to myself.

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