Janitors Closet

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Dr. Pepper sobbed and sobbed. She wanted to call her mom and tell her to take her back to the small town countryside she grew up in. She wanted to tell her how terrible some of the people here were. She wanted to go home to her horse. She wanted to run free, but she had lost her phone. 'knock knock' There was a faint knock on the door. "Dr. Pepper? You in there?" a familiar voice called out, but she couldn't put a face to it. "It's Coca-Cola, I have your phone.. Can I come in?" Coca-Cola's voice sounded sweet and genuine. Dr. Pepper sniffled and pulled herself together. She stood up and opened the door slightly. "Dr. Pepper, I am sorry about Fanta. Nobody here thinks anything terrible about you. Please open the door I just wanna see your face and make sure your okay." Coca-Cola said with a worried tone. Dr. Pepper pondered on whether or not she should comply. Eventually she opened the door and Coca-Cola handed her, her phone. "Thanks." Dr. Pepper said softly. "No problem, do you need anything else?" "No thank you." "Okay, I'll see you later." Coca-Cola smiled softly and walked away. Dr. Pepper felt conflicted, on one hand she hated this school a second ago, but now it doesn't seem so bad. She decided to put her phone away and head back to class.

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