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I'm not attached to any of them. "The thing is," she continues, "the dynamic of a groupie fascinates me. So I've done a lot of reading about them. And it's so funny the things you can find on the internet. Tell me…which is your favorite activity…blow job races, sex trains or circle jerks?" I know my face is flaming red now. I am not ashamed of any of those things in context. But out here in the open, in front of people who don't know me from the next guy, it makes me feel really small.

How does she always do that thing with her lips? "Hi" the girl seated beside her said, her hand extended across the table to me "I'm Ashley Peters, Alessia's friend" "Yeah, hi," I took her hand "it's nice to meet you" Shaking her hands, I could feel almost everything about her. She's a really timid person, a brainiac, a super nice and completely sweet person who has little confidence in herself. "Waw," she chuckled as she pulls her hand away "that's some really warm hands you got there"

Everyone else is just early. Queen Freya: Shut up Tim. You're not supposed to have favourites. And seriously y'all I'm so aloneeeee I need my pals Lord Timothy III: I am a lord, and I decree that I shall doeth whatsoever I pleaseth And why don't you ever make some new friends Queen Freya: I'm a queen, you bozo. What I say goes over whatever rubbish you can spew @Lady Tiff @Lady Tiff @Lady Tiff I'm being bullied!! Help

River "Miss Stephenson, wake up!" Our math teacher, Ms. Davis, shouts at the girl sitting next to me. I give her a gentle shake to wake her up, but as always, I get yelled at for it. I've always been the odd one out, the outsider. I'm the water girl for the football team because I can't play any sports. My two left feet always hold me back. One of the popular girls on the team, Marie, insults me, calling me the "nasty girl" and saying she'll have to scrub her arm until it bleeds to get my "nastiness" off.

Was she missing out on this vibrant side of life? The girl turned, clearing her throat. “I’m... I’m... I’m...” she struggled to continue. Myla’s eyes widened, seeing the girl freeze in front of her. She looked like a mini princess. Myla wanted to meet Noah’s parents, as their genes must be spectacular. But the girl’s social anxiety was evident. Myla waved her hand, encouraging her. “You’re...?” she asked patiently. “I’m... Tiana,” the girl finally managed, still avoiding Myla’s gaze.

she jabbed him with her finger. "Come on. We kissed. What's the big deal?" Nigel wondered. "That's just it, Nigel. I'm Miranda Unity Whitmore. I'm a straight-A student. I eat lima beans for snacks and watch mushy movies and cry at their happy endings." "And so?" He asked confused.

Slim I sat next to her on the cliff, handing her a cup of water. Surprisingly, my nerves relaxed as her fingertips unintentionally brushed against mine, and I resisted the urge to sigh in frustration. There was something intriguing about her. She exuded an aura of tranquility wherever she went, and it was slowly affecting me. She smiled at me, but her eyes didn't reflect the same joy. I could tell something was weighing heavily on her mind. "Thanks," she said, her voice shaky with the impact of her thoughts. I could sense her anxiety consuming her.

Sophia smiled kindly at Lily, the girl with glasses looked shy judging from her gestures. Lily tended to be a stiff and introverted girl. The girl returned Sophia's smile awkwardly, only briefly because after that Lily focused on reading the thick book in her hand. Sophia placed her bag next to Lily's chair, then tried to greet Lily. “Hi, my name is Sophia Rosetta.” Sophia extended her hand. Lily did not respond immediately, the girl stared at Sophia's palm for a moment, then looked at Sophia's face for a moment.

For now. “Well, many of them... but the blonde girl with the pigtails and the pink clothes is the worst. She always instigates the others as well”. Timothy’s voice is soft, and my heart aches. But, at the same time, my anger can probably be felt all the way over in Antarctica. Glancing at the children before me, I smirk when I see their facial expressions morphing to terror. Good, they can feel my wrath coming already. And I haven’t even done anything yet.

“Lily – I need you ASAP. Where are you?” I ask Lily through our mind-link. There is only one person who would understand why I am freaking out right now. Waiting for a couple minutes, she finally replies, “Ugh Katie – I am in training and then I have some work to do at the childcare.”