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The class was surprised because they’d never heard the Bee-Eyed Girl talk to anyone but herself but the Flower-Faced Boy didn’t seem to mind at all. “Sure,” he said and sat down next to the Bee-Eyed Girl.

Now it would be a lie to say the Bee-Eyed Girl and the Flower-Faced Boy lived happily ever after. They didn’t have happily ever after on the planet where they lived. But all through class the Bee-Eyed Girl stared happily at the Flower-Faced Boy and he stared happily at her. And then later on, they sat outside on the gray lawn and told each other stories that they had been thinking up for a long time and had never had anyone to tell. Then even later, they both went home for gray dinner, gray homework and bed. But that night as the Bee-Eyed Girl’s mother turned out her baby’s lights, the Bee-Eyed Girl smiled. Her eyes were full and her ears were full and her brain had a lot to think about. And then she fell asleep.



THE END