Only three more years...

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As I pace the dreary hallways, I can't help but to wish for an opening. Even if just for a second, I need to see what's outside. It's not helpful that the lack of color made the halls of The School even stuffier. I look down at my outfit, and I can't believe they're making me go back to change. I'm wearing denim shorts and a coral tank top, nothing like what we see in the history books from 2012 "Back To School Blowouts" Yet, we all have to wear the standard issue outfits.

I reach my room and feel in my pockets for keys that aren't there. Sighing, I pull a bobby pin out of my wavy black hair and begin picking the lock. I'm concentrating, so I dont hear him walking up behind me. He tugs a lock of my hair as he walks past.

"Hey Jelly Belly!" He teases

"Why," I sigh "Do you insist on calling me that?"

"Ah my dear," he taps me on the nose, "Spoilers." He winks and turns away.

"You're so annoying."

"Be careful! I bear witness to you breaking into your own room!"

I laugh and finish picking the lock.

As I'm standing up I feel a tap on my shoulder. Laughing I turn around "What do you wa-"

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Hey guys so here's finally a story and I'm feeling pretty confident about it so tell me what you think!! It's moving a bit slow and this is a pretty short chapter but I'm torn about what happens next so this story could either move pretty fast or a bit slower I'm really not sure but hey! I'll upload soon enough!!

-Ruthie

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