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The gossip of the day is the transfer student. A ready source of gossip for any school, since they transferred in during the middle of the year. Cally already looks perfect all the time, but wasn't she supposed to have broken her wrist in gym class last week? There was blood and everything - Sadde saw it, her wrist was bent the wrong way - but not even a pale patch of skin today. Must have not been as bad as Coach thought. Or maybe she's slathering on makeup and ignoring it to seem perfect, a few jealous voices think.
Sadde will need to figure out secret magic
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"Sure. Please don't try to follow them on one of their wilderness trips or something. Follow the strange new folk in town on their camping trips they don't like to talk about? That just sounds like a slasher movie."
"I mean, lots of people go camping. But who does it like every other weekend?"
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Shrug. "I dunno, I don't like it. Don't like the damp and all the—nature."
"Heh. Yeah, that's what houses and air conditioning are for."
"Well, bye? I'm gonna go eat lunch with my friends."
She's eating a health nut's packed lunch, alone, methodically and very fast.
"Hm? Oh, hi Sadde. I try to eat right, yeah. Ya don't put slop grease in your car, and your body's more important than your car."
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"I suppose that makes sense. I have good metabolism though. And don't like food much."
"To each their own."
"Eh. There's a bit of an art to making stuff healthy and also good. And you kinda develop a taste for it. I'd probably retch if I tried to eat something from McDonalds, now that I'm used to eating good stuff."
"You want a bite?" She indicates a block of something that appears to be mostly vegetable.
"I'll steal a few sips of juice in return and call it even."
It sure does taste... Healthy. Better than bland steamed veggies, there's some kind of spice in it, and they're all mixed into a sort of gelatin that's still relatively pleasant to chew on.
"Yeah. Different. Not pizza-and-fries-ish at all, is it?"
She takes his juice and pours a little bit into her already-empty cup.
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"Not really," he admits. "But I could learn to like this, I'm sure. Is that a you thing or a your parents and you thing?"
"My parents and me. They're trying to get my brother into it, but the lure of ice cream is too powerful and custard doesn't taste the same apparently."