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My best friend tossed an old enamel pin into my lap at our high school graduation party and laughed that she was giving me the one boy she didn’t want. Everyone thought it was another joke at my expense. But when I turned the pin over, I recognized a crooked little engraving that made my heart nearly stop.
Chapter 2 The following morning, my guidance counselor summoned me to his office. A stack of printed messages lay across his desk, each one supposedly sent from my school account....