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As if I had exposed his secret, Anthony’s breathing turned rapid. “You mean Indya took your eyes? Nina, can you stop being so unreasonable? Indya’s corneas were donated by a kind person. They have nothing to do with you. Now apologize to Indya.” Anthony walked over, yanked me up, and dragged me in front of Indya. “Apologize!” “No need, Anthony. I understand Nina. It’s not easy to remain calm after going through something like this. Nina, if you really want, I’m willing to donate my corneas to you. It’s okay. I just want you and Anthony to be happy.”

Three Years Ago It had been a long day of work, with a camera shoved in my face- filming for some commercial? I think it was a shampoo one… something about making my hair super shiny, but I actually preferred my dandruff-preventing one. I was scrubbing the caked-on makeup, which seemed to never come off. Great for the camera, not so great for someone who wanted it off, like now. “Iris? You looked so good for the shoot.” My stylist, Bell, was behind me, hanging the clothes I had worn. “Why are you rushing? Do you have somewhere to be?” Her voice was cheery as she spoke to me.

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We did some cool down stretches while we nervously waited, luckily Eve and Keri came back quickly. "Ok. All your names are on this list. If your name is highlighted in yellow, you're on the cheer squad, if its in blue, you're on the B squad. If your name isn't highlighted at all, you didn't make it this year but we would love to have you try out again next year." Eve explained. Keri taped up the list and they walked into the locker room to change. Finn came down to take a few pictures for the article and then he walked to me. "Why are you just waiting here?" he asked

She hurried to turn off the overhead lights. "Do I need to call someone for you?" He nodded, semi conscious. "Juicy…" "Juicy? Is that what you're saying?" "Juicy Hyden, Jasmine Hyden…"

But for Alex, he automatically knew who it was as he immediately recognized his white hoodie that got splattered with paint in the colors of the rainbow. He scrolled up and as the caption, he simply had a blue heart emoji. "Blue."

Frederick’s heart stopped. Magnus’s eyes were black. Completely. No gold. No recognition. Just darkness. A twisted, inhuman grin stretched across his face. And then— He lunged. Straight for Aria.

It's probably the effect of the weed, or maybe we such good friends that we make each other laugh so hard? Nah, it's definitely the weed. "I'm pink," Ashley says, continuing with this little game. "Because of my hair." She starts to play with the ends of her mostly pink hair. "I'm grey, the color that's between dark and white," Kristen says. "Because I'm the innocent one here but I'm also moving to the dark side." She starts to giggle. "You are definitely going to the dark side." Tatiana agrees with her. "I still can't believe you are a virgin though."

Jasmine threatened and turned off the phone. Brave looked at the dark phone screen and wanted to scream loudly: "Okay, I quit, I won't do it anymore." Unfortunately, that was just his heart of words. In fact, his expression was as gloomy as a family, thinking to himself: "Life is so boring.” He did not know that his misfortune had just begun. His wife - Bright in a pink apron, with a cute bear print on her chest, holding the long big chopsticks, angry bullet-shaped eyes looking at him questioningly.