It all started with a bet

It all started with a bet

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I used to be a sweet girl. I used to be gentle and refined. I think I still am, but I just learned that you can't be that way for the rest of your life. You gotta learn how to step it up a bit just to let people know you aren't easily put down and taken advantage of. after everything that happened,i changed a lot. I was 11 that time when my mom and I moved in a new place, in a new country. it was during my 6th grade when I saw him during lunch time, he was with his friends. You can say by just looking at them that they are your typical popular kids. I was about to look away when he turns and met my gaze, he looked at me for a second before smiling. But instead of smiling back I looked away and started to eat. Every time I saw him it's either I hide or looked away. Months past and I was already getting used to my American life. Have good friends, doing great at school. Everything is perfect, until that day... And it all started with a bet....
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