25. Someday, I’ll Wish Upon A Star

And wake up where the clouds are far behind meWhere troubles melt like lemon dropsWay above the chimney topsThat's where you'll find me. 🎶 The sound of a phone ringing echoed through the room. Tika tried his hardest to ignore it. It wasn't his phone, after all. After it rung for a second time, though, …

11. Pariah

There were... well, there were many types of children. If Fenne were asked to categorize herself, she would call herself a social butterfly - she'd heard her teachers call her that as they chided her for her talkativeness in class, and she liked the sound of it. Making friends, fitting in... it had never been …

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