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9:38

" You do realize that you will get caught for smoking here."  A girls voice interuppted Micheal from lighting the stolen cigarette from a packet. " This is my place, scat, freshie." 

" I'm a senior, and this place has always been mine, see those intials. Micheal Clifford."

" No idiot, that's Madison Carthy." She started somewhat angry, but then smiled, pushing aside her pastel blue hair, then lifting the hood of her sweater over her head.

"  Give me your smoke and I"ll keep this our little secret' She grinned holding out her hand which was doodled all over with symbols and words.

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