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    It was at that moment when they both realized that some of their classmates were paying attention tothem, among them Lola and her little group of gossip girls. Turning red as a tomato, Dave let go of Sofia and, licking his lips, he turned away from her to focus his gaze on the wall next to him, as if he found it extremely interesting. Sofia raised her head proudly and dared Lola to make a single comment about it. The two had become the talk of the class since the day of the snowfall, and there was an open debate about whether or not they actually kissed, even though they had denied it multiple times.


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    “Dave, it''s not them who are making us uncomfortable. It''s us. Is it so bad that they think we''re together?” She asked, in a quiet voice, looking up into his sky-colored eyes.


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    Sofia jerked away abruptly and glared at him. She had raised her shoulders and curled her lip slightly to bare her teeth, a gesture she was hardly able to contain. Those icy eyes fixed on the boy''s, that display of body language that clearly indicated that if he touched her again he would bear the consequences, was enough to make him run his tongue over his lips and avoid her gaze. He didn''t want to fight, he was making that very clear.


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    The girl walked around the classroom handing her classmates small paper lilies that she had made herself. When she arrived at Sofia''s desk, she gave her the pink and white flower as well, something she had also done the year before. It was a purely symbolic gesture for Lola, who as class representative could not exclude a student because she disliked him or her. Sofia did not lose her dignity for making it clear that she wanted nothing to do with her, so she was going to leave the flower on her desk, like she did the previous year. The bell rang. The class began to move hurriedly, eager to get out and enjoy the first Christmas vacation day. For the first time Sofia packed her things hurriedly and slung it over her shoulder to head out without waiting until everyone had left first.


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    That question asked in a concerned voice was the last thing Sofia heard before she bolted down the stairs, fleeing her classroom. She appreciated Sara''s gesture, and they would end up talking about it, of that there was no doubt, but right now she just wanted to be alone. What a fool she had been to trust him. What a fool she had been to let a boy get close to her again. What a fool!