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WE ALL HAVE STORIES WE'LL NEVER TELL. No wonder she was sapphire of the crowd. No wonder she had charm that was thrived by thousands. But also she was selfish and could do anything for herself. Her life, her trust and her friends.... She left saying it was her fault that he is dead; she killed him. Everybody seemed to not believe it except her best friend. Her best friend kept saying- "April murdered him for her own desires. She could do anything." Or did she?
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They were trouble. You could just tell by looking at them. They didn't talk to anybody, besides others in the group and people in our school spread stories about them all the time. They were intriguing and we all wanted to be apart of them. But of course, they weren't exactly open to letting others in. Overtime peoples wanting to be apart of them lessened or went away all together. But mine never did and I knew exactly why. It was her. The way she held herself and the mystery of what not only they held but what she held to. I figured it would just be an infatuation from afar. But oh how I was wrong.

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