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The gust of wind caused by the warm front that was Momo's enthusiasm caught the self-doubt Gabriella had hung on her laundry line and carried it away. Her posture eased as she waited for Momo to return with her phone in hand. A close-lipped smile spread across her face as two words repeated in her mind: [color=39b54a][i]New frend! New friend! New friend! New friend![/i][/color] Momo then went on to state when she was usually free, mentioning avoiding detention to make sure she would be. 

[color=39b54a]"Ah, so you are what they call a "troublemaker", then?"[/color] Gabby quipped, humor finding her again now that her nerves weren't getting in the way. If slamming her into a ceiling and pinning her to the floor hadn't dampened their connection, a joke certainy wasn't going to, even if it ended up lackluster. [color=39b54a]"Perhaps I should rethink this friendship. Gabby's parents would worry if she fell in with the wrong crowd."[/color]

Gabby decided to wait and see her reaction, then would tell Momo her phone number. Perhaps her joke would make her sweat a little? She couldn't deny someone getting concerned about the idea of [i]not[/i] being friends with her would be a nice ego boost.