Ch. 2

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You stand in the center of a bustling store, staring. In front of you is a nightmare, one you battle every year. The perfect outfit for the first day of school.

"Luckily," you think, " This is the last year of high school, this is the last time you have to care." This year, you're at the top of the chain, you won't be treated like you were last year. Because this year, you're different. You lost weight, you grew your hair out and figured out how to make yourself look like the other girls at your school, the cool ones.

You take those few steps forward, closer to the lady at the changing room desk and she looks up at you. You gulp as she smiles at you, "Can I help you?"

You nod, thinking, "This is it, time for a change."

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