Allergic To Brats

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Short chapter.

When Alyssa got back, we went on a walk together.
"This place is beautiful," Alyssa sighed.
"It really is."
It was, until two nasty looking girls walked up to us.
"Are you Alyssa King?"
"Yeah," Alyssa answered.
"My name's Rhiannon," A brown haired girl said, tossing her hair.
"I'm Riley," The blonde informed.
"We would love it if you would join our popular group. You would make a great addition," Rhiannon told.
"But that artichoke can't come," Riley added.
"Sorry girls, i have to go, i am allergic to brats," Alyssa said and sauntered away. I followed her.
"I hate other rich girls. They let fame and money get to their heads," Alyssa sighed.
"Let's just enjoy this," I told, holding out my hand.
"Let's," She responded taking my hand.
And with that we skipped down the walkway singing Follow the Yellow Brick Road.

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