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At school the next day, Davina was feeling a little more confident. She felt a small surge of power. That morning she pulled on some tight jeans and an olive/army drab colored strappy top with a black leather jacket. She scrunched her hair and put on some aviator style sunglasses. As she was walking through the hallway to class she had a rock song stuck in her mind. She spotted Lena and made a bee line for her bestie. She accidentally bumped into Wilson on her way, “Watch where you’re going Top Gun” said Wilson with a snarky attitude. She looked at Wilson and noticed his puffy broken nose. “Ooo that looks bad..” Davina said. “What does?” Wilson responded. “Your face.” replied Davina with a smirk as she walked off. She left Wilson standing there seething. She cheerfully walked over to L
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