Meeting Barbie a.k.a Crystal

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Down the hall we went and we entered that god forsaken room. Together we paired of into different sides of the lab table. I was really glad he sat across from me instead of one of the preps. After an hour of a confrontation from Mrs. Novak and a preppy girls from the group we where put in. "This IS A LIVING hell" she thought over and over as many people just wanted to correct her on the right facts. "THANK GOD THIS DAY ABOUT OVER" again thinking angrily. Finally three bells rang and to save her life she ran out the door heading for the dormitories. The door was open and she decided to walk on in. There sat Crystal Hemming. Bottle Blondie like Barbie , but not like Sam at all. Her everything looked perfect as mine did not. I didn't like her with a passion , just as much as Sam did. They had broken up Freshman years and Satan's lair came to life right in the middle of my dorm in the winter. I turned as I threw my stuff and shoes under the bed , then looking her in the eyes and saying something she'd been wanting to say for a year now.

" Why the hell you here. To tell every damn person that your single once again. Because I couldn't care less?" the sentence shocked her once more. She put her hand up to her

heart looking startled.

"Oh My , Adalia Christine . How dare you. I'm still getting over that now-" I cut her off through the fake sniffles.

"GOSH. Crystal Anne . I'm so sorry." mimicking her I put my hand on my chest, " But all I need to know now , WHERE IS TESSA? I said my voice slowly rising.

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