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Not One Left Behind

Not One Left Behind

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Lily is a 14 year old girl who goes to a shabby high school in a small town. You know, one of those places where everyone knows everyone and everyone is friendly to one another. Lily is the exception. Wherever she goes people criticize her. Whether it be because of her past that they think they know, or because of her grades, looks, or locker. Lily is open season for everyone, and it has been that way since 6th grade. That is, until a new girl moves into town. She has long dark brown hair, and pale skin. Her eyes shine a bright green and her mouth forms into a inviting smile at Lily as she steps on the bus. The new girl shows Lily a side of living she's never experienced before. What will happen on this roller coaster ride called high school, and will her peers ever stop putting Lily below them?
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"Well then. That's the first time a girl has ever rejected my close proximity," he said, eyes ablaze with a playful fire. "You better get used to it," I retorted as I spun on my heel and headed for the school doors that led to the outside. "I've never met anyone like you before," he called after me, this time, not coming after me. "I know, Romeo. I'm a special little snowflake," I called back, not turning around. "You got the 'little' part right there, Princess!" he shouted after me. I threw up my middle finger back to him and heard him laugh as I exited out the doors rather dramatically. ... I'm tired of all those high school stories about a straight-A girl student with the perfect life who falls for the stereotypical Mr. Bad Boy who wears leather black jackets and only has a soft spot for her. That's not how the real world works, sweetheart. I may look like a damsel, but I'm never in distress. ... Not me making fun of the "she's not like every other girl" trope <3 o.o :)) I like to think I'm funny. After all: #3 in amusement 10/22/22 #1 in banter 10/31/22 #3 in friendship 11/7/22

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