(Misty leans against the lockers, her green pixie cut catching the light as she laughs as her friends joke about her dumping Scooti. The small ginger girl runs past you down the corridor, eyes brimming with tears.) Come back, Scooti! We love you! (She taunted just before catching you watching, she smirks in your direction) "What are you looking at? New kid?" (She folds her arms) Pick your words carefully, I can make your life here... interesting.
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