Valerie Morell

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She pushed a boy in oversized spectacles down on the floor, making him crash right in front of violet-dyed hair girl.

He blushed furiously in front of the violet-haired girl.

She knew, of course, he definitely liked her. But she had to keep up her act. Screaming vulgarities at the boy, she flipped her fiery red hair as she stomped of in her hot pink heels, silently smiling to herself. She spotted a few people at the side of the lockers, whispering as they burned holes through her

She was aware of the nasty things people said about her,

Slut,

Whore,

Spoilt princess.

Her heart clenched as she tried to redirect herself to the main goal. Why she was doing this, who was she doing it for. Her heart started to beat more steadily as she put her hand to her chest.

Her mind was only focused on the goal,
Target No. 99
Harrison and Justine.

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