LXXXIII
I push open the door to find Adalie sitting on a yoga mat placed on the floor.
"Hey," she says from her position on the floor.
"Want to join in?"
"Me and yoga?" I respond,
"No thanks."
She laughs.
"Yeah, I don't like it that much either.
It's supposed to balance my chakras or whatever."
She rolls her eyes.
"I don't feel balanced."
We both laugh and I slide my backpack off my shoulders
And kick it over to the corner of the room.
"C'mere," she says and I oblige and slide into her lap.
"I hate finals," I say.
She nods stroking my back.
"And I hate my orchestra teacher."
"Mmhmm," she says nodding again.
"The school year's almost over though, Maddie" she adds.
"If you can make it another two weeks everything will be fine."
I smile and lean in.
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