Chapter 1

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It was a late Sunday night, in which Abbie was still awake. Her mother kept telling her to go to sleep. Abbie was doodling in her notebook, which meant she was nervous.

Tomorrow was the first day of school.
She was going into 8th grade, which meant she had been used to the same school.. And mean girls. She had been dealing with them since 6th grade. She called them "The Trios."

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