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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Keia" data-source="post: 678997" data-attributes="member: 98">Monday, 12:30pmLincoln High School cafeteria, Oak GroveLorenzo walked into the cafeteria, much like any day and tried to decided where to sit today.  Every day was different, depending on his mood and on where he had been the days before.  Lorenzo did this almost subconsciously, more from a willingness to socialize with anyone than from a fear of being type-cast.  Today’s lunch was different, however.  Last Thursday and Friday he had sat with Becca Serra (first at the table across from her, then with her).  Something was going on today that he wasn’t privy to - of course, he could find out if he sat over at one of the guys’ tables.  But that might complicate things with Becca, he just didn’t know her well enough to make that call.Becca was comfortable around him and was a good talker, which is one of the things that attracted Zo to her.  That and her long, wavy brown hair, petite frame, sparkling blue eyes, and all the rest of her attributes.  Cheerleading and drama club certainly helped with all of those things.  The question was, was she acting or was it real?  Well, only one way to find out.  Into the lion’s den.  Lorenzo made his way to Becca’s table, nodding and commenting to the groups at the  various tables as he passed – the jocks, the band, the brains, etc. “Hey, Becca . . . girls,” Lorenzo said with his best smile as he arrived at the table.  “There any space for me over here today?” OCC:  I did the part I thought ‘Zo would know (and what I had in mind), the rest is all yours. </blockquote>

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