Prologue

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Hi, I'm Ciarda, Lowly High's bad girl. Leather jackets and dark colors are my thing. If you couldn't tell already, I don't take crap from anyone. Not even you. And yeah I'm tall. So what? Girls can be tall. Especially tough ones like me.

It's funny. Everyone thinks they know me. They think I share everything with them. They're wrong. They only see what I want them to see. Well, I guess I shouldn't say everyone. My friend Arabella is the only one I let truly see me.

Arabella is a little shorter than me, with shoulder blade length dark brown hair. She is the smart one. Actually, she has the book smarts while I have the street smarts. She is the reason I maintain A's and B's on my report card. Even though she wants me to, I don't want to go to college.

Oh yeah, I have a brother. I love my brother. When it comes to brothers, he's not so bad. He doesn't treat me like garbage. The one downside of him being older is that he is protective.

In ninth grade, I had my first boyfriend. It only lasted a day until my brother scared him off. Three years later and I'm still single. I really don't mind. Boys are morons anyway.

Tomorrow we start school again after winter break. I don't want to go back.

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