The Problem with Pills

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Gwyn's POV
Westchester High
3:45 P.M.

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I WALKED out of the school as fast as my legs would carry me, flinging open the main door and wanting to almost sing as I finally breathed fresh air. 

The air itself was warm, but a cool breeze blew at my cheeks. The sun was out, setting a golden gaze across everything it touched.

I saw a few familiar figures standing by Stacy and made my way to the parking lot where they were standing.

I was met with the familiar faces of Noah, Lucas, Ava, Andy, Stacy, Lily. I almost did a double take as I saw the familiar sun kissed figure of Britney, her long hair falling across her shoulders.

"What the hell took you so long, Gwyn?" Britney asked, putting her hands on her hips, her tight leather jacket and pink top were so restricting, she looked like a doll who didn't have articulation to that part of her body. 

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