Ophelia
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She glanced down the table, where the new girl was sitting alone, hunched over her food.
Deciding to take pity on her, she pushed away from the table, and strutted over to where she was sitting.
She took a seat across from her, and as she was about to speak the girl looked up at her, brushing her long, curly hair out of her eyes.
It took her all of her might not to gasp.
She knew those startling blue eyes, mess of curls, and chocolate-brown skin anywhere.
"Ophelia?"
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