you were walking up the stairs waiting for your very very first day of school ever, the winter breeze slapped your face red as your hair flopped over your green contacts as the ground was slippery and icy. You arrived at the top of the stairs when you slipped on snow and fell backwards, luckily for you Beth caught you by the arm. Her piercing greenish yellowish eyes looked through your soul, as her gentle sweet voice focused on you, as she spoke Beth: watch it handsome, she was smirking…
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