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She was merely quietly sitting there, slowly eating her lunch.


She was merely sitting there, having her own peace of mind, until this group of girls and boys came sprinting towards her and forced her about something.


They were the Glee Club.


"I-I don't. .want to," she muttered, almost inaudibly.


This one particular girl with light brown eyes and short black hair, which Julia assumed was a year older than her, responded.


"Why not? You have an amazing voice, Julia. I heard you sing in the girl's restroom before. Besides, I'm positively sure that you're going to be the winner." The black-haired girl gave her an encouraging smile.


But. .


"Please? Just this once." A girl wearing black rimmed glasses added.


"I-I don't know—"


"Really, just this once. After this, we won't ever bother you anymore to sing for us."


Julia stared at her for several seconds and she could see the hopeful look in her—


She sighed.


"Okay. Just this once."


The girl's eyes brightened and a wide smile was instantly plastered on her face. "Thank you! I know you can do it!"


And with that, they dashed toward the cafeteria doors and went out.


Julia looked down on her food and shook her head.


What happened to the wallflower now?


She scoffed and rolled her eyes.



Dear Rosaline,


What have I gotten myself into?



She went back in eating her lunch again.

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