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Eleven years later

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Annette:

"Annette?"

"Yes miss."

Form time was boring, especially when your best friend was in another Form. Also, I had to deal with an immature slut aka Reannon Davis, who was busy throwing paper in my face.

God. High school is a chore.

The bell rang, and I pushed through the crowds. That was another thing I had to learn to deal with. The crowds. At first, it was exciting, and I had never seen so many people I  one place. Now it was tiring, and annoying when you were getting pushed and kicked by various different people.

I lined up outside my classroom, and leant my head against the cool glass, listening to my heart pound. I saw Tom go past, and I instantly turned away. We hadn't talked for years. Not since our families had fallen apart...

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