..[DEVOTION]..

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Today was a beautiful day in the corridors of the religious school. A school of peace, harmony.

The windows of the repetitive corridors shined with the angelic sunlight that dared to show off in the halls of this ordinary school. The cooling breeze coming out of said windows was also pleasing in that dry afternoon full of stacked paperwork and continous slurred words of busy high-schoolers. This afternoon was already filled with emptiness and dampness as you peer into the windows of Mr. Adamson's classroom.

A paperful class filled with pure disgust and tiredness as everyone worked to tidy up for this lowly Friday. A good pick of the children were hoping for an off-day due to the stacks of exams and tests scaring them each passing week. That is what almost always caused all the groaning and busy fuss in the room for the younglins. However, today was a tad different.

"Did you see that post?" A young woman mocked as she scrolled through her camera roll. This female's name was Desiree Esper, an inspiring black girl who was not afraid to speak her truthes. Desiree was only "popular" because her dearest friend, Nia, was the school's "shining light" so to speak.
Desiree's hands scrolled through the Instagram of one of her peers, Asia Jackson. Asia was very to open to multiple indiviuals with the exceptation that Desiree was one of those people. However, Asia's social media was one to think about. She had not much action in her life besides being caught in drama and adorning her boyfriend, Isaiah.

Isaiah. Desiree hissed at his name. Isaiah and Desiree held a negative grudge against each other with great deals. Conflict between the two always started at lunch, wherest the slightest mention of her name from his lips dared to slip past the young girl. She could not understand how he had her little girl-toy around his stupid finger. Oh, how she hated him with every bone in her anatomy.

Her friend perked up to her senses and looked at the sweet black girl. "What post?" The girl next to her asked, puzzled. Desiree whipped her head to the cream-skinned girl as she eyed her with slight confusion. The other girl that spoke was Hannah Offord. Desiree's closest friend out of most of her friends. Hannah peeked over to the woman's shoulder to see with clarity what she was blabbling about.

Hannah's eyes were filled with greed and evil as she witnessed what she thought was a picture of her rival. There, sat the picture of Asia and Cayden, posing. His hand between her legs and her arm around his neck. Her face was buried into his shoulders. Her lips touching the base of his cheek. Her lips on Cayden's cheek. Hannah gagged softly. Desiree's smug look told her that she had enough proof to break the seal on Asia's lips.

"Jackpot, eh?" Desiree smirked uncontrollably as the two girls thought of the image as pure blackmail. Hannah's own satisfied grin grew wide as she saw the same greed in her friend's orbs. This was the perfect oppurnity for Hannah to win back her Isaiah and Desiree's chance to ruin the reptuation of the snarky little girl. In similarity, they both wanted to make their rival's life "Hell on Earth". With these photos, they could particularly get the two kindered spirits to seperate into their own flames. Perfection had never been such a word Desiree used in these situtations, but this was just too flawless.
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As the girls snickered and giggled omniously in Mr. Adamson's classroom, Asia herself sat on the bleachers of the court hall. The squeaking of shoes and encroaching beat of balls hitting the floor annoyed her greatly. With sudden movement, a dark-skinned girl slammed herself on the bleachers and sat with Asia. "Tired?" The young female giggled, watching her companion gulp her water down like she was going to see the light if she didn't get at least a drop of the spring faucet. "Those boys are so rough." The girl managed to get out, panting between each line. Mostly in embarassment, Asia scouted her foot behind her right foot and bent down.