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She is wearing a grey alien crop top, blue jeans, grey Nike airmaxes, cat ears, and a poncho jacket.
"I could honestly say her soul is as dark as my lipstick." I muttered.
'This is why I don't like happy people. The people who seem the happiest often have the most mortifying side of them. I mean no one can ever be THAT happy. Its just not possible, not in the world--the society we live in today. Some one will always succeed in finding a way to screw you over. Or some thing happens that completely demolish your will to have a feeling of happiness. For me, its option two. Why? The-'
"She's coming!" Parish whisper yelled.
Knocked out of my awkward train of …show more content…
How do you go from begging to saving.Never the less, this year will be...eventful.'
*Something hit the side of my head and I turned with a scowl imprinted on my face. Looking for the culpurit, my eyes landed on Parish who was nudging his head to the side. Following his twiching, my eyes landed on Gwen who had just walked in--her "usual" bubbly expression radiating on her face. She stopped in front of Candace and whispered something in her ear. She looked up and her eyes locked on me.
I felt like a deer in front of headlights and for an split second I saw her eyes dull. Leading me to believe I didn't see what I just saw, she smiled at me. But what really made a shiver go up my spine was when she started walking in my direction. The hairs on my neck began to rise with the clacking of her heels coming closer and closer. She was just about to take the seat next to me before someone called out to her. We both turned to look at my savior
"GWEEEEN OVER HERE!' A petite blonde girl