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FlightOfTheHerons
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"Bye." Zane said as he raised a hand up to his cheek. Sure the two had exchanged friendly kisses before, but this one felt different to him. He didn't know it consciously, but something had sparked within him. He walked inside his house and was immediately found by his mom.
"Zane, what happened to you?" Zane's mom asked as she fussed over his cuts, bruises, and bandages.
"I got caught up in a scuffle at school, ma." Zane replied nonchalantly.
"Are you telling me the truth? I don't want to have to ask Casey about it."
"I am. And dad would be congratulating me if he were around." Zane walked over to his room and set his stuff on the floor.
"I know, sweetie. He would be proud to see you with your 'battle scars'" Zane's mom said as she walked into the living room, Zane following soon after.
The rest of the night passed by like usual, with idle chatter continuing on through dinner until Zane went to bed. His last thoughts before going to bed were about what he was going to do about the football team.
"Zane, what happened to you?" Zane's mom asked as she fussed over his cuts, bruises, and bandages.
"I got caught up in a scuffle at school, ma." Zane replied nonchalantly.
"Are you telling me the truth? I don't want to have to ask Casey about it."
"I am. And dad would be congratulating me if he were around." Zane walked over to his room and set his stuff on the floor.
"I know, sweetie. He would be proud to see you with your 'battle scars'" Zane's mom said as she walked into the living room, Zane following soon after.
The rest of the night passed by like usual, with idle chatter continuing on through dinner until Zane went to bed. His last thoughts before going to bed were about what he was going to do about the football team.