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The girl anxiously ate her grilled cheese while he read what she had written so far. When he was done he handed the notebook back to her.
"So what did you think?"
"I don't know why you say you're not good this is really great."
She tilted her head to the side and her blue eyes lit up.
"REALLY"
"yea one question though."
"Yea?"
"The girl, is she you?"
The girl blushed and nodded.
"Yea that story is a true one. It's about me and my friends. How did you guess?"
"Her personality carries across the pages. Just like yours does… naturally."
She gave him a look. "How do you figure that?"
"Your clothes none of it matches and all of it is very bright."
"OH!" She blushed
"It's not a bad thing. In fact it shows that you are brave enough to be different." He said with a smile.
The girl smiled back shyly.
"I'm Mark by the way." He reached his hand across the table and she shook it.
"Cassandra, but you can call me Cass."