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I am walking to my room when I hear my name being called behind me. “Amelia, wait up…” I stop and turn around, it is the doll faced girl and she's running to me. I knew I would not easily slip from her grip but I don't expect her to do something crazy with everyone watching or maybe that's her plan, to humiliate me. We are still in the hall and there are girls still sitting and chatting. I do not fail to notice how everything quiets down a little bit, the girls are waiting and watching to see what happens. I do not want any drama. I already have enough problems. Behind her are two girls, they are all breath takingly pretty. You would never know these girls could fight an army of men and win. The doll faced girl, is wearing a pink head band and an ivory dress. She looks like sh

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