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I'm Back
I got to school and immediately in the hallway my cheerleading posse come to meet me Karen, Danica, Mallory, and Kelly came to me blabbing about all those worthless girl shit, but I had to suck it up and go with the flow.
"Think like Cassidy," I told myself as I try my very best to pay attention to their snoozefest stories while my eyes scour the crowd for Devon, after we were done with nonsensical talks, We proceeded to walk the halls as we went near the lockers, my eyes locked immediately with Devon's.
"He's looking extra today, I bet you two had a great weekend.", teased Karen the redhead.
"Ooooh Cassie for sure had a few tricks up her sleeves especially now that everyone's caught up with Hannah's death and that includes Devon," said Mallory, the slow one. To which she continued to chew her gum and play with her hair while Danica nudged her with an elbow.
"Ouch! What was that for?" said Mallory. Kelly rolled her eyes at her and said "
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