VIII - we can't keep doing this

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“you make my knees weak and my panties wet.” ** She rolled over in her bed, hitting her alarm rather harshly. She groaned and rubbed her until until she saw stars and different colors. “Who decided that school have to start this early?” She grumbled to herself as she rolled in her bed until she hit the floor. Hard. Wasn't the bed normally bigger? She went into her bathroom to quickly brush her teeth and threw on her school uniform. She braided her hair while walking into the kitchen. Both her dad and stepmother had already left so she had the house to herself. She was used to that. Her dad used to leave her alone for weeks after her mom had died. He said she looked too much like her mom so he couldn't stand to look at her. At one point he had even told her that it was her fault she di

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