The Boy That Helped The Girl
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"Stop." I finally say.
"Oh so the girl can talk?" He responded with a smirk and some chuckles from the crowd.
"Yes I can, and you can go fuck yourself." I said coldly.
"Who do you think you are?" He said. Paused then continued," Okay Gilly Millet." He starts to step away , I breathe a sigh of relief. Then he turns to the crowd and says," Guys what do you think should happen to this 'Gilly Millet?"
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