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stella - thursday

Again, the boys weren't in. However, Dylan's journal was in her locker when we got to school just with the last few pages ripped out. She was seething with anger but looked so relieved to finally have it back.

Immediately, she started writing down all the things she had discussed with me the day before and I couldn't help but start to agree with her. 

The boys were up to something weird and I was determined to find out what.

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these are meant to be short, don't hate me bc i'm spitting this out like crazy

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