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XXXII- Poor Brooke

"Indianna!" Indianna was stopped in the hallway by Stacy who had a huge smile on her face. "I've not seen you in a while, how are you, Indie?" She asked.

"Good, thanks. You?"

"Great, I'm so excited for the carnival!" She squealed and Indianna frowned.

"Carnival?"

"Yeah, the school throws one every year. It's this weekend!"

"Oh."

"You didn't know?" Stacy gasped.

"Obviously not."

"Oh my gosh, have you been living under a rock?" She said dramatically and handed Indianna a colourful flyer. "All the information is on that."

"Thanks," Indianna nodded, her mind trying to think of the nearest bin to throw the flyer in.

"Us cheerleaders are running the kissing booth," Stacy laughed. "You should totally come."

"To the kissing booth?"

"No, silly," Stacy shook her head. "To the carnival. It'll be fun!"

"I'll think about it."

"I'm pretty sure you can persuade Greyson to go. You seem pretty close, you're wearing his clothes," Stacy commented, looking at Indianna's jumper.

"Oh... Yeah. I had no clot
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