As we paired up, somebody’s arm curled around my waist. Alex Fierro wedged herself next to me, wrapping a blanket around our heads and shoulders. I looked at her in amazement. A pink wool scarf covered her head and mouth, so all I could see were her two-toned eyes and some wisps of green hair. ‘Sh-shut up,’ she stammered. ‘You’re w-warm and s-summery.’ Jack led the.

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