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Paris p.o.v
I walked up to Camilla at her locker

Me: I've been looking for you

She ignored me

Me: hey I'm talking to you

Camilla: why are you bothering me

Me: bitch you know why

Camilla: actually I don't

She gave me the evil eye

Me: anyway where is Lucas I wanna see him

Camilla; I don't know

Me: how you don't know your always around him

I stepped closer to her

Camilla: Paris you need to move

Me: or what

I laughed at her

Camilla: okay I warned you

She pushed me I pushed her. She slapped me in the face and we got to the ground and started fighting
End p.o.v

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