Opposites

Opposites

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"As soon as I walk towards my English class a tall, light haired girl with purple and black clothes pushes past me to get to the door. She doesn't even acknowledge me as I scurry in behind her and find a seat in the second row." It's the first day of the second semester when a new girl walks into Alexandra's English class. At first Al is the only one to notice the other, but then Mel takes interest in the smart girl in the second row too. They are made to choose partners for a project on any poem they want and when Al is left sitting alone at her desk Melissa decides to be her partner. "The new girl, Melissa, turns around and looks at me. I think I look a little bit scared." ---- This is my first story, so if you are reading this, bear with me.
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