You're Royal
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Complete Thu, Jul 6, 20172h 16m
I stared at my locker and places a soft hand on its smooth surface. " I never I'd be the new girl...My friends and I thought we'd be together for the longest time after school ended."
" You had quite the bunch..." He said staring at the wall in the school hallway.
" Yeah." I let out a sad chuckle. " I did. "
He leaned against the lockers a few away from mine." I can tell you were very close to them."
I opened my locker door blocking my view of him. " I still am. " I said staring at my empty locker. " I'd honestly lay my life down for any one of them. "
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You all know the story about the new girl and how she finds her way through life quickly, and when school ends its a perfect story.
But have you ever wondered how they feel before they move and when they first get there?
Alone?
Scared?
Invisible maybe?
Cleo Quinten... Beautiful girl with an amazing group of crazy friends... When all things go wrong shes forced into a life she never wanted...
New Girl...
New School...
Crazy Life...
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