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THUNDER CRASHES, it's pouring rain.
Eleven and thirteen sat on a couch, out of breath.
"Is there a number we can call? For your parents?" A boy asked, he had black hair and he had freckles.
"Where's your hair? Do you have cancer?" Another boy asked, he had curly brown hair, and no teeth.
"Did you run away." Another boy asked, he had darkskin, Thirteen thought he was cute.
"Are you in some kind of trouble?" A boy asked.
"Is that blood?" The boy asked reaching for Thirteen. He reaches for her but a boy slapped his hand away.
"Stop it you're freaking them out!" The boy yelled.
"They're freaking me out!" A boy yelled back.
"I bet they're deaf." Another boy added. He claps his hands in a surprise move. Which made eleven flinch thirteen just eyed him.
"Not deaf."
"All right that's enough all right? They're just scared and cold." He goes to the laundry room. The thunder makes eleven jump. The other two looked at eleven in worry. thirteen held onto eleven's hand, trying to calm her down.
Moments later he comes back with clean clothes for Eleven and Thirteen. Blue Joggers a sweater, and yellow joggers with a sweater.
"Here these are clean. Ok?" The boy handed them the clothes. The girls grab the clothes. Eleven removes her jacket, she stands up and begins to take off the only thing she's wearing but Thirteen and another boy stops her. the other boys exclaimed turning away.
"See over there? That's the bathroom. Privacy get it?" Mike asked.
She says nothing, she gathers her clothes and heads into the bathroom, Thirteen following behind her.
They walk in, Thirteen looking around. The guy begins to close the door but Eleven stops him.
"You don't want it closed?" Mike asked.
Thirteen ignored their conversation and admired herself in the mirror.
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