The inside of my locker is the exact same as it was before. No new love notes, no wishes for me to get well, not even a sour key. I dive into a stream of students and make my way to my classroom.
Room B-2 is the soft blue of twilight. The teacher, Mrs. Tessanee, is like a thorn less rose. Soft and delicate with the hint of sweet perfume wafting around her with every movement. She's the only person that stops to say hello.
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That Girl
Novela JuvenilMiranda Greene used to be that girl. The girl with the perfect looks, perfect life, perfect everything. But when her health drops and her looks and friends drop as well, she finds herself doubting her past and wondering, what happened to that girl?
