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The light in the classroom was soft, the kind of late afternoon gold that made everything look like a secret. Seven-year-old Maya sat at the back of the room, her legs swinging an inch above the floor. She wasn't looking at her workbook. She was looking at Chloe.

"You're my best friend," Chloe said, looking over at her with a grin. lesbian small girls

"Do you want to share my snack?" Maya asked, sitting down on the grass and holding out a small bag of pretzels. The light in the classroom was soft, the

Chloe was drawing a dragon with bright green scales. Her tongue poked out just a little bit from the corner of her mouth when she was concentrating. Maya thought the drawing was wonderful. She liked how Chloe’s pigtails were never quite even and how they always shared the same favorite colors during art class. She was looking at Chloe

As the bell rang to go back inside, they raced each other to the door, two small shadows dancing in the sun. If the story should continue, options include: Describing their next project in art class.

They sat together in the shade, talking about things that felt important: which dinosaur was the fastest, why the sky was blue, and how they both wished they could build a giant fort made of library books. Maya felt happy whenever they spent time together because Chloe always listened to her ideas.

During recess, while other children were busy playing tag, Maya found Chloe sitting under the big oak tree at the edge of the playground.