Feli wishes that Ori were here. Or Milo, for that matter. But Feli's group have wandered off the path and have now decided to stop for lunch. Junie is being a drama monarch as usual, and both her other teammates are on the verge of tears.
"Feli, this is all your fault," Junie whines, adjusting their glasses. The other girl moans a quiet word of agreement. Feli rolls her eyes- pick on the chubby Chilean girl, classic! What gives them the right to pick on her? She watches Junie for a moment, who's inspecting their nails and leaning against a tree. Perfect dark hair, sharp green eyes, symmetrical face. They're a handsome bitch.
"You going to get us out of here, little miss Flamenco?"
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De TodoA group of friends navigate the hallways of a swedish high school. (short parts) (funny) (daily updates)
