Part one

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I wake up too late. I rush to get ready only running a few fingers through my hair. I look in the mirror in the and hall and nod. My mom screams at me to go and I leave. I run to school. When I get there I'm only 2 minutes late. I jog to homeroom and when I open the door I can't believe what I see. Rose Deviny sitting in the seat next to me she turns her head slightly away from me. I look at he hand a big black and blue bruise flowering on her hand I take a seat and wait for this class to be over.

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