Chapter 8

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I looked at myself. I didn't have acne,nor bruises.

"You're beautiful," Maggie said from behind me.

I didn't feel beautiful.

"Thank you. But look at you!" I replied.

I meant it though, Maggie was very pretty. Short wavy hair, and beautiful green eyes. She smiled at my compliment.

"Thank you." She said.

"Hey -can I ask you a question?"

"Sure! You can ask me anything!"

"Does Carl have something against me?" I couldn't help it. I needed to know.

"Not that I know of. It'll take a while for him to adjust you being here. I wouldn't worry about it."

Maybe that was the reason.

Maybe it wasn't.

"Oh, right, no yeah that seems rational. Well i'm gonna go head to my cell now. I want to clean up a bit." I told her.

"Okay. Come and tell me if you need anything."

"Okay, I will. Bye and thanks again"

I headed towards my cell. I was shocked when I saw who was in there, looking through the books that were on my table.

Carl.

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