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My name is Emily

My name is Emily

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Fantasy
I walked down the stairs heading towards my next class. The teacher stood in front of the chalkboard waiting for the whole class to get here. "Young lady your late." "Actually sir the music for the late bell has not even rung yet. So no I am not late." The class just stared at me like if I just said the most absurd thing in human exsitance. I ignored them and walked to an empty seat in the back. "Hi." A kid walked up to the empty seat in front of me. I ignored him and brought out my book. Don't let them in.
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I sat in my first period english class, my teacher grading papers or whatever it is that teachers do when you walk in. Soon the first bell rung, and people filed in. The usual suspects, the nerds, the cool kids, the "we hate liz" kids, and so on and so forth. But Imagine my surprise when I see a kid with blonde straighted hair, and an under cut roll in. And I mean that literally, he rolled in, in a pair of healies. I couldn't take my eyes off this peculiar specicimine. A woman from the office handed my teacher a note, who then attended her attention to the odd looking boy standing behind her. "What's your name?" She smiled. "Jaimie." The boy smiled right back.

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