Ace: I saw Catey go wth our coordinators again.
Brent: She's probably going to the doctor for her weekly check-up. It's a Saturday today, remember?
Abbey: She's so white-headed... Sometimes, I feel sorry for her.
Ace: She enjoys it, I think. Being the center of attention.
Abbey: How did she even wind up here?
Brent: Some rumors say that, her parents gave her away. They couldn't handle her. She's probably so annoying that they gave her away.
Catey passed by.
Abbey: Look who's here.
Catey: Hi. How are you guys?
Ace: We're fine, nice of you to ask. But, why bother?
Catey: Well, I just though that you know, we could be friends.
Abbey: We're okay, better without you
Catey: Oh. Is that it? Well, uh.. I'm going to get going now...
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The Favorite One
Short StoryShe was perfect. She was pretty. She was the best. She was The Favorite One. Why?
