selfpublishing

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“Nooo!” Danny pushed off of his desk and squeezed his fists in the air.

The flat-toned voice of his second-best friend (and secret crush) came over the headphones. “You fell off a cliff and cracked your head open. You’re down to three hearts.”

“Can you teleport me back to you?” Danny bounced his leg and respawned. MagicVille was more than a game to him and Ramona. It was real life.

“No, sorry. I have to get off for dinner. Bye Danny X.”

He was glad she couldn’t see him blush when she used his gamertag. So he did the same. “See you tomorrow, Mona May.”