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"Breathe, Julia," I tell myself quietly. I push through the cramped hallways of Eastwood High with my head down.

Everyone seems to ignore me as I hobble down the rows of lockers. Clumps of students huddle together, already forming cliques on the first day of school.

But no one comes up to greet me. I'm completely invisible. But hey.

Maybe that's a good thing.

Maybe this year I'll be normal.

Just maybe.

Hey guys... I know it's terrible, but I PROMISE it will get better. Keep reading :)

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