Episode 1: The Bet

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         Veronica's P.O.V

It's been a while since I came here. 2 months. Here I am, at school to go back to an intoxicating week of prepwood high after a beautiful, elegant summer filled with curling up in my bed till three o'clock in the morning watching Disney movies. Hmph. How I wish I could go back to those sleepless nights.

"You will be getting a lot those this time of year."

My conscious butted in. I rolled my eyes at my thought. At least this year I can take it easy. It's senior year, also known as the rest year of high school. The teachers aren't really that harsh on you this time around and the homework load is lighter.

As I turn a corner and start walking down Lexington  hall I see a familiar bright face run towards me.

"Veee!!"

My friend cami shouted as she gave me a tight hug. Being the awkward person I am I patted her back lightly. By this action she only squeezed tighter.

"Cam why do you have to hug me so tight you literally saw me this morning."

I said giggling at my comment. Still she held on and started rubbing my back.

"Thats precisely 24 mins to long."

She said giving me one last pat then letting go. I breathed out a big breath of fresh air. She literally almost killed me from hugging.

"Now wouldn't that be a nice way to die."

My conscious said as I just let out a small smile. I was soon whipped out of my thoughts when I felt my paper get snatched right from my hand.

"Heey!"

I yelled at her trying to grab the paper back but she just put it above her head. Curses to my 5'2 height compared to her 5'5 stunning one.

"Now now, don't be a baby I just want to look at your schedule."

She said as she began scanning through it. A big smile spread right across her face, before she handed my schedule back to me. I murmured a thank you before putting it in my book bag.

"We have 4 classes together!"

She said wide smile beaming. I looked down at the ground and started to frown, which caused her face to turn into one with confusion.

"What's wrong?"

She asked, trying to get me to lift my head. I shook my head then looked at her.

"Nothing, besides the fact I have to deal with you 4 classes each day within the week."

Instantly her confused face turned into a smile as she giggled and playfully punched my shoulder.

"Awl come on you know you love me."

She said then slung her arm over my shoulders. I then smiled up at her.

"Yeah your right, I do."
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This period is absolutely intoxicating. I'm in Mr. Wilsons class which happens to be my class period before lunch. I start touching my stomach as it growls for food. I look at the clock in the back of the classroom and realize I still have 8 minutes left of it. I let out a groan of unsatisfaction.

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