Chapter Eleven-Angela's enemies; 1983

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"Hey Rick! Get a look at Judy! Man, oh Man!", Paul said.

      Ricky saw Judy's ample breasts.

       "I got one last chance. I don't want to fuck it up", Ricky said.

       "How come Angela gets to talk to all of the boys...and we have to play volleyball?", Judy asked Meg and Susie.

      She grabbed the ball in her right hand, and threw it at Angela's head. Angela watched Judy; Judy watched Angela.

     It was like a Mexican stand-off.

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"If she were any quieter, she'd be dead", Meg said.

       "Angela does talk", Paul said.

       "Really? She's fucking mute", Judy said.

       "Maybe she doesn't like you", Paul said.

       "Then maybe you can come with me to the woods", Judy said, "...and make out", she added. Paul shook his head.

        "But Angela...", he begun.

         "Angela is not going to know", Judy grabbed Paul's right hand. And they headed into the dark woods...as Angela watched them, and knew that Judy, as well as her friends had had to die...Paul would also die...When everyone else was taken care of.

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