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That's Adelyne ^

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That's Adelyne ^

That's Adelyne ^

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That's Berlyn^

That's Berlyn^

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That's Anika^

That's Harper ^

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That's Harper ^

That's Dominic ^

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That's Dominic ^

That's Adam ^ (I had to)

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That's Adam ^ (I had to)

That's Adam ^ (I had to)

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That's Baeli^

K let's start this thing

Adelyne's pov
"Adelyne! Get down here or you'll be late!" I hear my mother call. I watched out the window as my younger sister, Berlyn climbs into a car. Not our car, no. The Bessons car.

The Bessons are our close family friends, very close. Ash is one of my favorite people. But Corbyn is a whole other story. Corbyn is my age, 17 and has lived in Virginia his whole life. Us on the other hand, had just moved here from Alabama.

"Jesus Christ Adelyne!" I hear once again. I bolt down the stairs and out the door, piling into the Bessons SUV.

I sit in between Corbyn and Berlyn. Corbyn and I have never exactly ... "gotten along"
If I was in their house , Corbyn and I would always give each other dirty looks, trip each other , and once in awhile we would hit each other.

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I walk into the main office holding Berlyns hand tightly. The middle aged woman looked up from her computer and said, "How can I help you?" In a tired and scratchy tone.

"Yeah we're new here and we are looking for our classes." I say shyly. "Names?" The Lady replied. "Uh, Adelyne, Sophomore and Berlyn 5th grade...?" I say looking at my feet. "Right, right... the younger one can go into room 704 and you are..." she says, handing me a sheet of paper with a bunch of classes on it. "T-Thank you !" I say politely as I watch Berlyn run , hoping she'll find her way to the classroom.

I walk out to see Corbyn biting his lip and laughing with a group of his friends. I walk past them. "Hey Hippo!" Corbyn says, I roll my eyes. I reply by shedding a quick nod. He stands up with his 3 friends as walks closer, I keep walking.

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