Chapter 3

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Seven Years Later

WANWANNNWAAAAAAAAANNNNNN! Olivia's alarm wakes me up again, for her stupid job.

"Olivia! TURN-OFF-YOUR-ALARM!" I bellow because this is the third time this week she has rudely woken me up and not herself with her alarm.

Tripping over my chair and then stubbing my toe on my desk, I deliriously switch on Olivia's lights and rip the cord out of the socket to her alarm. I take a motion sickness pill to make me drowsy and I'm out before my head hits the pillow.

I only focus on studying for school, which is about to start in two weeks, and how to avoid nerds at my school who hit on me. Can't people just take a hint?

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As if in a dream I hear someone whisper, "Is that her?"

Hearing a deeper voice answer, "Yeah, it fits the description. Dirty blond hair, perfect eyebrows, big hands, five foot seven, size ten feet, and super thin lips. She even has the heart birthmark on her ankle."

"Okay then," a jab in my leg and then everything fades into nothingness.

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