Brailynn

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I am assigned to sit next to Brailynn, so I take a deep breath in and think "it's fine Brailynn was always the nicest and dumbest out of the Lynns. she will probably just ignore me or even wish me luck forgetting she is supposed to be against me" but when I do sit next to her she says "oh! hey Jessica, are you also going for K. Howard?" Like bitch?! WHO GAVE HER PERMISSION TO USE MY FULL NAME!! "It's Jessiy" i reply annoyed "lemme guess!, you wanna do acting with the plebs to take a break from your world class modeling job?" "oh well i'm sorry Jessiy! and well... kinda!...not exactly but kinda..." She replies in a causal tone of voice "I just want to do a role for myself. someone I relate to! ...and without anyone wanting to do awful, awful, awful things to me..." she said the last part with sadness yet also anger. ngl I feel kinda bad for her. I mean she has been in the modelling industry since she was 6 because she is objectively beautiful i mean she has: golden blond hair, blue eyes, pinkish lips, a short height, and when she got older big boobs and butt. she looks a lot like Karen Smith from mean girls, so I guess she didn't have much of a choice. she then asks "Jessiy? why do you want the part?" I take a second to think "well I guess I also relate to Kathrine! I mean when I was twel- ...never mind" I can't believe I almost just told a LYNN that secret. "you don't wanna talk about it? I understand" she says while patting my back. God! this girl is TOO sweet I mean we barely know each other, but she is being NICE to me and judging by the way she was talking earlier, she has gone through possibly worse shit then I have, yet is STILL a better person than me I mean I done-did fucked it all up with my friends yesterday. I don't deserve this role and I say that to Brailynn, and she still trys to get me to go for K. Howard. "I'll do Anne Boleyn. I will still be happy with Anne" I tell her. "Ok... Thank you Jessiy" she smiles. Fuck did I just get manipulated into giving up my role?

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