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'I'm really glad you're my friend.' 'Best friend,' I tease, pointing at a picture of us on her desk. 'Don't be downgrading me like that. I worked hard to get here.' 'Shut up.' 'You shut up.' Grace pokes me hard in the ribs, and I shove her away.
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'We've been talking a lot during the breaks, and he's really sweet. We've even hung out and listened to opera.' 'Opera?' Her eyes sparkle with excitement. 'Yeah! In fact, he showed me some videos of Taiwanese opera, and it was...' Weird? Creepy? Annoying? 'Really interesting! The elaborate costumes, the sets, and the singing! It's so unique.' I guess opera really does transcend culture, though I'm still not a fan.
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'There you are,' Ben calls out. 'We've been looking all over for you two!' I keep my voice light. 'In each other's mouths?' Ben blushes madly, while Grace just shrugs. 'The moment presented itself, so I took it.' I bite down on the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing. That's peak Grace. She's never been shy about going after what she wants.
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'That's kind of how I feel about Ben. Sometimes I forget we're only cousins. I always wanted a brother, but my parents weren't able to have another kid after Gigi.' 'I hope you won't take this the wrong way,' I say after a beat, 'but it's funny when I see you guys together.' He leans against the trunk and eyes me curiously. 'Why?' 'I guess it's because you're so different. Ben is so cheerful and friendly, and you're...' I search for the right words. The ones I choose now don't match the ones I would have used just days ago.' 'You're quiet, more reserved.' James smirks. 'You know, I could say the same about you and Grace.' I open my mouth to deny it, but nothing comes out. He's right. Grace and I are pretty different. He smiles and pushes himself off the tree, and we start walking again.
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'You and Grace seem really close.' I nod, the memories flooding back immediately. 'We've known each other for years. I knew the day I met her that we were going to be best friends.' 'Really? How?' 'Well, we met at pool the summer before sixth grade. She was on one of the swim teams and was practicing in the deep end. I didn't actually know how to swim, so I was taking swimming lessons,' I reply softly as I glance at the water. 'Some of the other kids were pointing and laughing because I was the oldest one there. Not only did Grace stand up for me, she offered to teach me herself.' 'That was really nice of her.' 'It was more than nice. I'm really luck to have a friend like her.'
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'James is just teasing me, Grace,' Ben answers, cheeks tinged pinked. 'Because I want to be a doctor one day.' 'A doctor?' Grace repeats the magic word. At least five Asian moms turn toward our side of the room, their heads popping up like meerkats in a nature documentary. Ben doesn't seem to notice, his eyes drawn to her. 'Yes. A future one, hopefully.' Even our waitress is summoned by his choice of career. She appears at their table with a fresh coat of mascara and coral lip gloss. Her hair, which had been in a messy bun, is now brushed and pulled back into a ponytail.
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'Maybe he just doesn't do first impressions well. I think you should give him a chance.' 'Says the girl who hasn't gone on a date with anyone the whole time we've known her,' Grace teases. 'Hey! I can't help it if I have standards.' Sarah twirls her hair around a finger.
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Grace frowns. 'Are you telling me this random guy defended you and then...insulted you?' 'Yep.' 'I don't get it. He sounds so hot,' Sarah murmurs with a mouthful of boba. 'Exactly. He's hot. He probably never had to be nice to anyone in his life,' Grace asserts, planting one elbow on the table and resting her chin on her hand. 'I wouldn't be surprised if he thought Liza was going to faint dead at his feet.' I chuckle. 'I think you've been reading too many romance novels.' 'And whose fault is that?' she counters. 'Whatever. We both know your life is better with the Bridgertons in it.'
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