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Betsey Johnson Autobiography
I flipped my hair back with my hand and strutted into the school. My brand new Betsey Johnson leather jacket had caught the attention of some of the boys. I ignored them all and ambled over to my locker, grabbing my world history books out. As I was walking to my first class, world history, my best friend looped her arm around mine. I smiled and we stopped at my classroom, I set my bag down in my seat and we ambled outside. I pulled out two cigarettes and she lit them as we walked to her part of the building. "So have your parents decide if you're moving?" She asked, taking a drag and letting it fall out of her mouth. "No, mom wants to go. I want to go." I replied, copying her. "Then why don't you?" "Because my dad doesn't
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