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School was the definition of disgusting. The activities that happened within the yellow walls. Ironic huh? Vanessa squeezed through a group of jocks. A whiff of gym sweat and cheap perfume ran up her nostrils. Not a pleasant smell.
She was beyond shocked that she made it to her locker without getting trampled on. Literally. Vanessa is not average for a girl. She barely stood to 5'2. People mistaken her for a 10 year old all the time.
Glancing down the hall, a bright orange hoodie caught her attention. Everyone in school knew it belonged to the one and only, Jasper Preź. He was known for his signature bright colored hoodies and the baseball caps he wore to cover his hair. No one knew his true hair color.
Vanessa flinched away when his eyes meet hers. She noticed the slight pout that formed on his lips when he was confused. He often did it during class as well when he was concentrating.
She hurried passed him, not daring to look him in the face. Did he recognized who she was?
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