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Continuing to share the new revision of “Gotta Have That Look,” about teenagers and genetic injections. I’ve shared some from an early draft with Six Sentence Sunday, but this is mostly a new plot
Jimmy went, trying to ignore the way his arms tingled. Circles of girls gossiped and an Acro-dancing foursome practiced in the way, so Jimmy walked the long way around the courtyard, and smiled. Diane sketched the statue with a wooden pencil. She still looked perfect; shoulder length brown hair, curves that took his breath away without looking tacky. Jimmy shot one look back to Bryan and Stephanie; he could only see Bryan’s forehead and eyes towering over shorter people, urging him on.
So he walked over to the grape bush. “Hi, Diane. Great weather today, isn’t it?”
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