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Bk 2 Ch 3: Kimia
“Whore,” someone said as they bumped into me from behind.
“I can’t believe she came back this year,” another person said to the first.
“Ugh. I can’t believe people believed her lies,” the first person said.
I knew it was a mistake to send Rose and Kam ahead of me. It was Friday, and I wanted to get my books into my locker before lunch. The two insulting me were Kirsten’s friends. They were wearing their cheer uniforms. They were supposed to be advertising the first game tonight, but instead, they were mouthing off to me. I just shook my head, and rolled my eyes.
The first girl turned to me. “Why don’t you just do everyone a favor and leave?”
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