Chapter 13

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If tear drops could be bottled They'd be swimming pools filled by models Told a tight dress is what makes you a whore If I love you was a promise Would you break it if you're honest? I sang a Billie Ellish song as I flipped through my English notebook that was placed on my crossed legs. We were currently in the common room. Anabelle was seated across me. We reviewed our notes for the day. I was determined to change and keep my grades up. It's what Rainer would have wanted. She insisted we stayed in front of the fire place. The weather was a little bit cold but it wasn't anything I couldn't handle. Even in the rain I would go for a party wearing a crop top and shorts so I was practically used to it. "How do you not feel the weather?" Anabelle confusedly asked "A hoe never gets col

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