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"Stop saying I'm stupid, I'm not stupid."
"Oh yeah? Make me."
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Adora had always known exactly what she had to do. Not because of some innate knowledge of right and wrong she'd had since she was young. But because she always had someone in her life telling her what was right.
Once she knew what 'right' was, nothing would stop her from pursuing it. And being the best at it.
At twelve her teacher suggested she try athletics. She became the top sprinter in her age group within weeks.
At fifteen she became her grandmother's sole caregiver, with her parents gone and her sister moving out.
At seventeen she learnt her family couldn't afford college tuition. After vigorously and persistently training, she was granted a free ride on an athletics scholarship.
But at eighteen she found herself dropped off at a college four hours away from everyone and everything she knew. No one there to guide her, or tell her what was right anymore.
With such an explosive start to her freshman year, how could she have known it would end like this?