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Fuck
Fuck
Fucking hell.
Who made such a pretty fucking girl??
Oh my god.

As Dorcas, which I think is my new favorite name of all time, showed us to our room, she filled our newfound silence by mindlessly chattering about classes and activities we may have been doing the next day.

"-then you would probably have remedial goodness,"
Pandora giggled,
"They teach goodness at a school for the good?"

I snorted too,
"Wait, yeah."

Dorcas laughed with us, nose scrunching up to her eyebrows.

Oh my god.
Fucking gorgeous.
Ohmygodohmygodohmygod

"It's a new class,"
Why is her voice so fucking perfect??

"And this is your dorm!"
She opened a pastel pink door that stood in front of us, revealing a room that looked like it was decorated for a nursery.

"Oh..." My voice trailed off upon looking inside,
"It's.. lovely,"

Dorcas laughed again,
"It's not quite my vibe either,"
She walked in, strutted really, and shut the curtains.

"It looks cooler without all the light."
I didn't know that I agreed, but I nodded,
"Yeah! It does! Thank you,"

She smiled at me, showing off the teeth gems on her canines, and nodded.

omg

"Well, see you tomorrow in algebra,"
"Bye,"

She left.
I sat down on the nearest bed and blew out a long gust of air,

"Marlene,"
Pandora spoke,
"You have it so bad."

I grabbed the nearest pillow and shoved it up to my face before yelling out a muffled,
"Shut up!"

Dorcas
Omg
Dorcas
Dorcasdorcasdorcasdorcasdorcas

"You're so fucking red right now, Marls. Honestly, look in the mirror."

Despite telling myself I wouldn't, curiosity got the best of me and stumbled over to the full length mirror, my head in my hands.
The, "Shut the fuck up, Panda," was muffled by my hands.

Oh, I'm sobering up.
I removed my hands from my face and looked up.

Oh. My. God.
Oh my god.

My face was so fucking red. I looked like I had taken a shit ton of red acrylic paint and swiped it across my face with a huge brush.
Holy shit.

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