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He shrugged. Of course it was all in his head, nearly everything was in his head. Nearly everything was or could be in anbody's head. He just got really nervous. And homesick. But he'd done a pretty good job about not thinking about that so far and he wasn't going to start now. He turned his attention back to the girl.
"Second," Tristan replied plainly. He'd actually just turned twelve a few weeks ago. The thought made the boy stand up a tad bit straighter. He supposed the polite thing to do would be to ask her what year she was in. At least, that's what his mother would tell him. "What year are you?"
Second year? Gosh, he was so tiny..and that thought made her feel old
When he asked when year she was in, Evelyn said,
"Sixth." Eeek. She was going to turn seventeen in four months and she wasn't excited about it at all. In fact, it made her cringe inwardly. Yeah..strange, wasn't it? Seventeen..gosh.