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“Prince,” she corrected. “Kings areold.”
Now her eyes pierced his as she finally looked at him dead on. She studied him for a few moments, and he stared back; her eyes reminded him of the powder blue crayon he owned/stole/whatever.
His heart jumped at the attention she gave him. When was the last time someone looked him in the eye?Never, ever,ever.
He smiled and felt that smile in his chest. “Okay, I’m the dandelion prince.”
She got up and he got up too, the dead dandelions still balancing precariously on his head as he followed her around like a bad smell.
She asked him what his name was.
He told her it was Hunter.
He asked her what her name was.
She told him it was Skye with aneat the end.
Skye. He tasted her name on his lips over and over again.
Skye.
Skye.
Skye.
