Chapter Three

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Elle's POV:

"Let the torture begin" I said while looking at myself in the mirror. It was first year at Jefferson High and even though I'm a junior I feel as if I'm a freshman and I'm fresh meat.

"Your breakfast is getting cold Elle!" I hear Barbra yelling. Well actually Barbra is my mom.... Kinda. She adopted me a year ago. But I've learned not to get too attached to things when you're in the foster system.

"Coming!" I yelled back

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