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As soon as I went out of the library, I just had a few steps when three girls stopped infront of me. They were in eight grade. I could see the anger in the girl's eyes standing in the middle. I know her because she always join beauty pageants in school. She is perfect for those kinds of pageant because she is beautiful and tall.

"You are just like your mother, huh? You are just in seventh grade, right? But why does it seem that you already memorized the art of being a whore?" Page hissed under her breath which made me nervous.

"I-I do not know what you are talking about," I said in a small voice. She laughed sarcastically as she rolled her eyes.

"She is even denying it!" One of the girls said whom I did not know.

"Ravaniel is my boyfriend, bitch! Leave him alone! Stop flirting with him! You should study instead of whoring aroun!" Paige's voice was full of hatred as she glared at me.

I do not even know if I should laugh at her accusation. Ravaniel? That jerk? Flirting with him?! I woul