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She pushed her rectangle rainbow glasses back up on her nose. “Yes. As a matter of fact, I do,” Katie answered, noticing the healed-over scars on the girl’s thin arms and wrists, pretending she hadn’t. “I’m Bithiah Cotts,” said the petite girl. “You can call me Bee, though. Bee’s for short.” “My name is Katelyn,” said Katie, thinking: Cuts herself. Self-harms. Suicide attempt? “Nice to meet you, Bee.” Bee smiled faintly, glancing up at her. “You’re tall. I hate tall.”