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CAMILA I didn't know if I should be happy or not as the teacher waited for us. Well, it's a five minute test and I bet I'm ready. Well, of course I should be, Henry has been helping me with my studies. He explains things I don't understand and that means a lot to me. We wrote the test and soon we were done. "What a stupid test" "Stupid for an old man" "With his big belly, huh"

With his butt in full show, he sat down once more to hide his bare plump cheeks and also to continue where he left off. "Can you make a status sheet of me?" Pepe asked in his thoughts. "Affirmative, host." the cold voice replied. "Let me see my status!" he commanded in a thrilled voice. Host: Pepe Strength: 1 Defense: 1 Agility: 1 Intelligence: 1 Charisma: 1 Perception: 1 Luck: 1 Clear blue lines of texts hang before Pepe's eyes. So it was indeed true! He now has a character sheet of his own!

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If Cayden and I had just stopped in to say hi, she would have come and given me a hug, but much like my father, she differentiates between her daughter Scarlett and her Alpha Scarlett. “Alpha Scarlett, Beta Cayden. Is everything okay?” She asks, her big green eyes wide with concern and her chocolate brown hair still slightly damp from a shower. It’s like looking into a mirror and seeing my future self. And I’ll tell you, I could do a lot worse. My mother still turns heads and is still a beast on the sparring fields. I’ve never seen her in an actual battle, but I have no doubt she can still kickass.

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