P_R_I_N_C_E_S_S

P_R_I_N_C_E_S_S

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"So, what should I call you?" "...Princess." "Princess?" "Yeah, p-r-i-n-c-e-s-s." -------------------------- Who said that moving schools was easy? Almost everyone. Well I, Amelia Tomlinson, am that section that agrees to disagree. Yup. Totally easy, just gotta keep your head down and my damn grades up. ... Hah. No. Because, being in charge of and running a group of rouge, venomous hackers is remotely relevant to learning what happened to the wife of some crusty dude who died over 200 years before me. Obviously.
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These words, "I'll kill any guy who comes close to you," and "If I don't have you, nobody else will." We took them too lightly. We all had things that happened to us which we vowed never to talk about. Secrets we kept. The lies we said. The heartaches that still hurts at night and the forbidden sex we had with other people. Above all, that one person who didn't fit in the fabulous life we lived. High school was trash. All the threats and fights which occurred made us hate the word 'School' Hoping college would be a good start for us, we held our heads up high like saints. If I'm to really confess what happened, I would say WE all KILLED him. Contains A Little Bit Of Mature Themes and Strong Language. Get Your Tissues Ready❤️

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