9: Beatrice

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Jem Hewlar is probably not real-

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I was trying to understand the mentality of the pink-everything inside our cabin when Allen came up to me. 

"Hey, Al," I greeted him.

"Have one?" he asked, shoving the bowl of strawberries in front of me.

I grinned and picked one up.

"Al, can't we ever go to the real world instead of hiding?" I inquired.

"Maybe, don't know," replied Allen, "But, we are going to go shopping - wanna come?"

Outside world.

I nodded.

I told Allen that I wanted to sleep, so he left me.




When I woke up, a lot of girls were giggling around a poster. It was a poster of Jem Hewlar, a super famous actor or model.

I don't know

"Al, where do you get the money?" I asked, curious.

"Where, indeed?" asked he, grinning. 

I hit him playfully. He sighed and pouted.

I stared at him.

He raised an eyebrow playfully.

Oh, the strawberry farms.

'Get ready,' he said, leaving me.

I had nothing to get ready to. Other than the dress Allen gave me.

 Other than the dress Allen gave me

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That one.

'Am ready.' I said.

'Mm, come on. Me, you and only a few others are going. Not many today.'

'why not?'

'Later. Come on.'

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