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conversation that didn't make it seem like she was making him uncomfortable with how she trashed Denver.
    "I'm going to have a lot of homework to make up for," he said at last. Probably the lamest thing I can come up with, but it's something .
    "Nah, just some reading and a few math problems," she said, shrugging. "School is winding down for the year, and we'll only be able to focus on studying for finals."
    Teague groaned. "I don't like to study."
    "I'll help you understand things. Don't worry. Maybe we can get started on that soon, like this weekend?"
    He swallowed, knowing her proposal was most likely made in innocence, but Cory had once told him that when a girl wanted to study, she never actually wanted to study. Though, that apparently changed once a boy started to be a boyfriend to a girl. All Teague did with Chanel during study dates was study. In fact, she never seemed too interested in getting physically close to him in general. Girls were confusing.
    "So?" Halyn pressed.
    Nodding, he shifted in his bed. "Yeah, that would be nice. Thank you."
    "You're so adorably polite." She tweaked his cheek. "I'm going to go so you can get out sooner. Besides, the nurse told me I only got a few minutes with you. She's gonna come in and give me the stink eye soon."
    "They told me I could go home tonight," he said. "So I can see you tomorrow at breakfast time."
    She kissed his forehead. "Good, and you know that when you have time, I want to hear about what happened. I'm...I'm just glad you're okay. Cheyenne being gone is the worst. Don't need any more drama added on."
    "I promise, I'm fine." He briefly met her gaze with his own. The only reason he broke it was because he forced himself to. If he looked at her for too long, he might start having feelings again that he shouldn't. Pretty girls were not a good thing for him to be distracted by, especially girls he could never be with.
    Hopefully, if all went according to plan, he would be going home again soon, and the whole thing would be nothing but a distant memory.

 
    Chapter Three
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    Sure enough, Teague was released from the hospital wing and allowed to return to his dorm. The place was empty of life. He didn't bring many things with him on his trip. The time traveling spell his brothers used to get him to the past allowed for a few things to be brought in a small bag. So he had a few T-shirts, a couple pairs of boxers, and his favorite childhood toy — a stuffed leopard named Buzz that his father had given him when he was around twelve. The toy was the first thing he reached for, as he was desperate for a small touch of home.
    Buzz used to belong to Zes , he realized. The day the stuffed animal had been given to him was one of his most vivid of memories.
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    "A lot of things are going to be changing for you," his father said. They sat down on the couch in the living room. Everyone else was gone for the time being. The two of them had just come back from a special day together. Teague might not have been too old yet, but he was perceptive. Something was wrong.
    Teague gazed at his father. Even though the man was blind, he felt rude not facing him when they spoke. They couldn't make eye contact, but Teague looked at his father's eyes all the same. Sometimes, a hint of emotion could be found in them.
    After a moment of no one saying anything, Teague asked, "What kind of things are changing? Is everything okay? You and Mom aren't getting divorced or something, are you?"
    "What?" Dad laughed. "No, we're not going to get divorced. It has nothing to do with her or your brothers and sister. This is just between us, and it needs to always stay that way."
    "Um...okay..." Teague hated secrets.
    Sighing, Dad put a hand on Teague's shoulder. "Your mother knows what we're doing, but you can't talk about it with your friends or your siblings. There are rules. Lots of rules."
    "I don't..."
    "Understand. I know." His father took in a deep breath. "You've been chosen to be a Fate.