Chapter 1

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The world is full of people. 7.125 billion people to be exact. And all of these people are just walking around, doing their own thing.
And a lot of the time, a person will meet other people who have the same interests or likes. Coming together at book clubs, or support groups, or rallies made to protect the safety of orangutans.
But sometimes, two completely different people with a completely different set of likes and dislikes may meet each other. They might even become sworn enemies. Such was the case with me and Allison Weedon.
The first time my path crossed that of Allison Weedon's was the summer of our going into seventh grade. We met at a summer camp. Now I know what you're thinking: "But, Angelica, if you met at a summer camp, then you must have similar interests" to which I reply: No.
You see, Camp 412 is not the type of summer camp you go to if you have a certain interest. It is the summer camp you go to if you have nothing better to do, and you want to wait out your time before going to sleep away camp for the second month of the summer.
No one knew why it was called Camp 412. It just was.
Allison Weedon was in the same bunk as I was, that summer in Camp 412. And she worked as hard as she could to make my life a living hell. 
First she made fun of me for not watching Dance Moms. Then I told her that the reason I don't watch Dance Moms is because we don't have cable in our house. So she made fun of me for not having cable.
Now that I think about it, I was probably being stupid when I told her about the cable thing, but what can I say?  I was twelve!
But that is besides the point.
Anyway, she kept doing this and was just being an all around bitch. Therefore, I was really happy when first month finally ended and I could go to my sleep away cam, Lilies.
Just, don't ask about the name. Long story, involving a large bottle of hair spray and one very annoyed head counselor.
And that was my summer.
I thought I had seen the last of Ms. Allison Weedon 
I was wrong.

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Well that was fun.
Sorry for the short chapter, but I hope you guys had as much fun reading it as I had writing it. Thanks sooooo much, LeafyKitsune for convincing me to go through with this!!
I hope to continue, I really do.
Love you guys!
Okay.
Bye.

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