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"Riiiiight." Cassie smiled, shaking her head.

Cassie laughed. For the first time since her dad had died, she had a feeling of peace. Not the knot of misery that usually tangled itself inside her.

(Yeah, I'll be off soon, too. I think we're in the same time zone... Bye!)

"What?" Cassie looked at him, smiling.

(Yep.)

"You named it after me?" Cassie smiled.

Cassie stood in the crowd, watching the Council. They're right. Things won't be good if Freaks and Normals are fighting all the time. But of course she didn't say anything. She just nodded slightly, agreeing, and wondered what life could be like if everything went perfect in the FAYZ. Impossible. Impossible to happen, and impossible to imagine. She returned her focus to the Council.

Cassie put on a mock serious face. "And how adorable are we talking? That puppy's gotta be the cutest thing you have ever seen to measure up to me."

"And what would be the cutest thing you've ever seen?" Cassie inquired. "My guess goes to your baby pictures. Those are pretty cute."

"Oh." Cassie half smiled. "Well that makes sense."

"No, it just makes sense that since I'm apparently the cutest thing you've ever seen, though I still don't know how I beat your baby pictures, you would name your puppy after me." Cassie took a sip of her water.

"You do!" Cassie smiled. "Even though you were bald."

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"Yep." Cassie agreed. "And then you got hair." To emphasize, she ruffled his hair.

"You look better with hair, than without, in my opinion." Cassie laughed.

"Yeah... Let's not do that." Cassie shook her head. "It wouldn't be fun."

~Bumperdoodles!~

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"Remember that time when we were about eight, and I gave you a makeover?" Cassie scrucnched up her nose a bit. "That wasn't pretty."

"Ehhh..." Cassie tilted her head.

"I prefer the term 'brutally honest'." Cassie said with a slight smile.

"That's just how we work." Cassie shrugged, laughing a bit.

Cassie sat cross-legged on her bed, staring at her door. Something really good could be out there, but maybe it's something really bad. I guess you'll never know unless you open the door then. Tentatively the girl made her way to the door, slowly twisting the knob. Please be something harmless. Like a puppy. The door opened and Cassie peeked out, then suppressed the urge to laugh at herself. A hallway. What was I expecting, some sort of monster? She couldn't answer. Instead she carefully and quietly shut the door, following the smell of food down the hall.