Offenders

By MP13Girl

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By MP13Girl

It continued to snow for the next week, which was something I enjoyed a lot. Even though it was cold, I found snow to be one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen in my entire life.

“It’s frozen water,” Lena said to me once my going on about the snow started to annoy her. “I can literally shoot the same stuff from my fingertips.”

“Actually, you shoot ice,” Anthony corrected.

Lena rolled her eyes. “Thanks, Captain Know-it-All.”

Anthony rolled his eyes at the blonde and turned back to his food. Usually it was nice sitting outside during lunch, but now that it was snowing, it was really cold, even with the multiple layers we all wore. Though I thought the snow was beautiful, the cold was not something I was really a fan of.

“Yo, Violet, can I talk to you for a second?” a new voice suddenly asked, and my friends and I turned to see that Nick had been the source of the sound. Definitely wasn’t something j was expecting.

“Hope he doesn’t ask you to the dance,” Lena smirked. “Since you’re already taken.”

Nick snapped, seemingly disappointed. “Dang it.”

Dex’s eyebrows furrowed. “Hey,” he snapped.

“Just kidding,” Nick waved away with a wide grin. “But it is about the dance though.”

I let out a sigh, pushing myself up from my seat and following Nick away from the table. Honestly, I had no idea what he wanted to talk about. If he wanted to talk about the dance, I didn’t know what it could have been about if he wasn’t asking me.

“So?” I asked once we got far enough away from the table that my friends couldn’t hear us. “What do you want?”

He glanced back at my table full of friends quickly before questioning, “Does Lena have a date to the dance?”

I shrugged. “I don’t think so.”

This seemed to surprise Nick more than anything else, and I guess I didn’t really blame him, considering I had eyes and knew how gorgeous Lena was. I was surprised she hasn’t been continuously asked just like Kristie had before her hair was dyed.

“She’s not going with Anthony?” he asked me now.

Now I was the confused one. “Uh, no? Why would she?”

“I thought they were a thing,” he explained, not seeming very happy at the thought. “Or something like that.”

I shook my head. “Last time I checked, they were not.”

I just couldn’t imagine Lena and Anthony together any more than friends. They bickered a lot and seemed to be close, but not close enough for romance. And I couldn’t sense any romantic feelings from either of them at all.

“Good.” Nick crossed his arms and puffed out his chest a little. “I could barely believe Lena would go for a scrawny shrimp like that kid anyway.”

“Hey,” I snapped, my eyebrows furrowing. “He’s still my friend, you know.”

Nick waved this away as if it didn’t even matter. “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” he drawled, clearly not wanting to talk about Anthony now that he knew he apparently wasn’t competition for Lena. “Think you could talk to Lena about me?”

My face was flat and void of emotion. “Not really.”

“Aw, come on.” Nick made a puppy dog face and laced his fingers together. “Why not?”

I turned away from him and back toward my table, about to start walking about toward it. “It’s not my job to get you a date with Lena,” I told him.

He grabbed onto my arm to stop me from going anywhere.  “Come on, powerpuff, can’t you put in a good word for me?”

“Powerpuff?” I blinked, finding it hard to believe he had just called me that. “Did you seriously just nickname me after the Powerpuff Girls?”

“I don’t see why not,” he grinned, and I couldn’t help but notice it was probably the widest grin I had ever seen on anyone ever. “You, Kristie, and Lena could totally be the Powerpuff Girls. The personalities wouldn’t really match the appearances though.”

I let out a sigh, unable to believe we were having to conversation. “I have nothing to say to that.”

“Yeah, yeah...” Nick shook his head and I knew he was getting back to the point. “Anyway. Are you going to talk to Lena for me?”

“I guess I have to.” I crossed my arms over my chest and sighed. “You’re not going to leave me alone until I do.”

Nick grinned again. “Atta girl!”

“Can I go back to my lunch now?” I asked, my stomach rumbling as it called out to the sandwich I had left behind on the table.

Nick nodded and I was allowed to leave, walking as quickly as I could back to my table so I could eat as soon as possible.

“Look who’s back,” Aiden announced as I took my seat. “Miss Popular.”

“Popular?” I couldn’t help but make a face at him. “How am I popular?”

“With the boys you are,” he snickered, and Dex glared at him from across the table. “First Tom and now Nick.”

“Nick didn’t want to go to the dance with me,” I clarified, picking up my sandwich that all I wanted to do was eat. “He just... wanted to know how much the tickets cost.”

“He had to take you away just to ask you how much the tickets cost?” Dex frowned, and when someone else said it out loud it really did sound like a stupid reason.

“So, uh,” I began, trying to change the subject, “you know who’s cute?”

Lena seemed uninterested as picked at her salad and guessed, “Tom?”

“No. Well, yes. But that’s not who I’m talking about,” I rambled, feeling like a complete idiot as I continued talking. “I’m talking about Nick.”

“Nick?” Lena seemed slightly interested now, but mostly confused. “Don’t you have a thing for Tom?”

“Uh, yeah,” I gulped. This was going terribly. “But Nick’s a really nice guy. Totally someone a girl should go to the dance with.”

Dex shot me a flat look. “You’re the least most subtle person ever.”

I kicked him under the table. “Shut up,” I hissed.

Lena shrugged, continuing to pick at her salad unvaryingly. “I don’t even want to go to the stupid dance,” she told me, and it wasn’t something that was all that surprising. “If I do end up going, it’s going to be with friends.

Oh, well. I tried.

The rest of the day went on and I didn’t even I was hoping it would be a while before I did so I could hold off on telling him how Lena wanted to go to the dance with friends, not a date.

Malicius had told me during my class with him, which had been located to another room as they fixed the one I had destroyed, that he wanted to see me after school. It wasn’t something I wanted to do, but it felt like something I should have done. But I still really didn’t want to see him.

But on my way to his classroom, I was stopped by someone else I didn’t want to see.

Vanessa smiled at me snidely as she stood before me, and I made a face. I really didn’t want to deal with her when I already had to go deal with Malicius.

“Hi, Violet,” she greeted with attitude.

“Hi,” I greeted back, more confused than anything else.

“So I heard some rather shocking news earlier today,” she informed me, as if it was something that would actually interest me. I didn’t care about any of the gossip that went around the school, and I definitely didn’t care what Vanessa had to say about it.

“That’s nice,” was my response back, trying to step around her so I could continue on my way to Malicius’s new classroom.

She stomped down in front of me, stopping me from going any farther. “You’re going to the dance with Tom?” she demanded.

I took a step back. “Um, yes?”

“No, you’re not.” She took a step toward me, almost stepping on my shoes. “Stay away from him.”

“Excuse me?” I snapped.

“You heard me.” She glared down at me and her upper lip curled. She was really angry. “Stay away from Tom.”

All her behavior did was confuse me rather than scare me, which I could tell that was what she was trying to go for. All in all, Vanessa wasn’t very intimidating or scary as a person, at least to me. But I might have been saying that because I could lift her into the air and throw her across the room with only my mind.

“I thought he was your ex-boyfriend,”haking the thought of picking her up and throwing her down the hallway out of my mind.

Vanessa shrugged. “He is.”

“And I thought you’re into Dex now,” I continued, though it wasn’t something I liked to think about.

“I am,” Vanessa huffed, clearly annoyed by what I was saying. “But Tom’s still close to me and I don’t want you anywhere near him.”

I shrugged. “Well, sorry, but that isn’t up to you.”

If she wasn’t dating Tom, she had absolutely no control over him. If Tom and Vanessa had still been together, then I definitely would have backed off. The last thing I wanted to do was take another girl’s boyfriend. But they were broken up, and they had been for quite some time. Vanessa was only saying all of this because she didn’t like me.

“Weird things have been happening ever since you and your little friends have got here,” she now informed me, and I bit down on the inside of my cheek. Weird things started happening because we were the ones causes them to happen, no doubt.

“Have you forgotten that Dex is one of my little friends?” I couldn’t help but ask, since she was so into him yet she was also talking crap about him by talking crap about all my friends.

“That doesn’t matter right now.” She shook her head and placed her hands on her hips. “What matters is that all of these weird things have happened since you guys got here. And I think it all has something to do with you.”

I gave her a flat look. “Why me specifically, may I ask?”

“Because you’re a freak,” she spat. “Even more than the others.”

I rolled my eyes. “Thanks.”

Considering I was a superhuman, the word freak didn’t bother me. I knew that I was a freak, and I knew that my friends were too. We weren’t normal, not like Vanessa and other humans were.

“So what exactly has been happening that’s weird that’s started since I got here?” I couldn’t help but ask.

Vanessa seemed to think for a moment. I was actually kind of hoping that she wouldn’t be able to think of anything so that this conversation would be over. As much as I didn’t want to see Malicius, I would have much rather dealt with him than Vanessa. He also was probably getting angry at the fact that I was keeping him waiting.

“Let me see,” Vanessa hummed, tapping her finger against her chin in thought. “Colton getting beat up so bad he got brain damage, Freddie dying, Mr. Grand’s classroom being trashed... All of these things happened after you all got here.”

“So?” I drawled, trying my hardest to look like I didn’t care even though all of those things had happened because my friends and me. Most specifically me. “That doesn’t mean any of those things have anything to do with us.”

Vanessa sneered. “Sure it doesn’t.”

“What’s going on?” a new voice suddenly asked, and Vanessa and I both turned to see that it was Tom who had asked the question. He took a step toward us.

I really wasn’t in the mood for this. I didn’t want to fight with Vanessa, and I especially didn’t want to fight with her in front of Tom. All she was trying to do was make me look bad.

“Tom, don’t go out with her!” she cried, springing in between Tom and me as if I was going to attack him. “She’s weird! She’s a freak!”

I rolled my eyes. “You’re acting like you think the things you’re calling me bother me when they really aren’t,” I informed her, really no longer in the mood to be having this conversation. “I’ve been called worse.”

“Most likely because you are!” She spun around so she now faced me instead of Tom, though she still stood in between us. “You’re probably some sort of monster!”

That was the word that actually hurt. Monster. Because I was different than my friends, and I didn’t even know how. I couldn’t control my powers, I didn’t know what was wrong with me... Was I really a monster?

Tom rolled his eyes at Vanessa. “I think you’re just jealous.”

“Jealous?” she squawked.

He nodded. “We broke up and now that I’m showing interest in another girl, you’re jealous.”

“That definitely isn’t it!” She seemed so flustered and so shocked at the fact that Tom has called her out on something like this, whether is was true or not didn’t matter. “She’s a freak, Tom! She’s a freak!”

“The one that seems like a freak right now is you, Vanessa,” Tom frowned.

“Ugh, I’m done with this stupid conversation!” she snapped, running her hands through her hair in frustration. “If you want to be dumb and not listen to me, Tom, then be my guest! It’s not my problem anyway!”

Tom shrugged. “Then you should stop trying to make it your problem.”

Vanessa groaned and spun on her heel, starting off down the hall as quickly as she could away from us. I was really glad once she was finally gone, though the word monster was still ringing through my ears.

“Are you okay?” Tom asked me after a few moments of silence.

“I’m fine.” I shook my head and let out a deep breath. “Vanessa just really gets on my nerves.”

“I get it,” he sighed and seemed to frown at the memories he had with her. “That’s pretty much the reason why we broke up.”

I made a face. “I can’t believe you even dated her.”

He shrugged. “I thought she was pretty.”

She was pretty, but everything else about her was just so awful that it outweighed her beauty. And she was nothing compared to Kristie. I didn’t understand how Tom or Dex could be interested in her. But then again, I didn’t understand how either of them could be interested in me either. But for a completely different reason.

“So what are you still doing here?” I asked, wanting to change the subject so we would no longer be talking about Vanessa.

“Setting up for basketball tryouts,” he answered with a shrug. “What about you?”

“Mr. Grand wanted to talk to me about something,” I told him, and I was proud of myself that I actually hadn’t told him a lie. “I don’t really know what about, though.”

“Come on, I’ll walk you there,” he offered, and even though I wanted him to, I felt like it wasn’t a very good idea.

“Um,” was all I was able to say until he began down the hall toward Malicius’s new classroom. I let out a sigh and followed right after him.

The walk wasn’t long and we didn’t say much to each other on the way there. Once we got to the classroom, we stopped in front of the closed door and stood there in silence.

“Thanks,” I thanked awkwardly.

“I’ll see you later,” Tom waved, and I smiled at him as we walked down the hall away from me. I then dropped my smile and made my way into Malicius’s classroom.

He was alone, sitting at his desk just like I expected him to be. When I entered, he looked up and beckoned me over to him.

“Hi, Mr. Grand,” I greeted with a smile, so sweet that it was almost sickening.

Malicius rolled his eyes. “Drop the act, Violet. It’s not cute.”

The smile disappeared from my face and was replaced with a frown.

He smirked. “That’s better.”

He stood up from his seat and walked around his desk. I took a step back, not wanting to be anywhere near him. It was bad enough that I had to be in an empty classroom alone with him.

“So,” he began. His eyebrows suddenly furrowed. “I know you’re the one who trashed my classroom.”

I mean, he was right...

“So?” I inquired, a flat look on my face.

His glare quickly turned into a scowl. “Do you really think I’m just going to let you get away with that?” he demanded, his hands balling into fists at his side.

“Honestly? I don’t really care what you do, Malicius.” I shrugged, knowing there wasn’t much I could do to defend myself considering he was completely right that I had been the one to wreck his classroom. “Especially since I didn’t even mean to do it.”

“What?” Malicius’s eyes went wide in confusion. “What are you talking about?”

“I didn’t mean to trash your classroom,” I clarified, as if that wasn’t obvious at all from what is said before.

This only seemed to make Malicius even more confused. “What are you talking about?”

“I didn’t want to trash your classroom,” I repeated, slower this time because I didn’t understand how he didn’t get it. “You just pissed me off a lot and things just... I don’t know. It just happened. I couldn’t control it.”

“Huh,” Malicius seemed to be thinking of what to say. “That’s... interesting.”

I didn’t agree, but I said anyway, “Yeah. Sure.”

“You seem to be the only member of your team who can’t control your powers,” he told me now, and I glared at him for reminding me of this fact. “And to a very high degree as well.”

This wasn’t something I liked to think about, and I knew Malicius knew that it bothered me. I didn’t know if he was trying to work me up again or if he just wanted to get on my nerves.

“Oh, well,” was all I said.

“Do you ever wonder what you are, Violet?”

Now I was the one that was confused. “What I... am?”

Malicius nodded. “Yes.”

“I’m a superhuman.” I crossed my arms over my chest and my eyes narrowed at him. “If you think I’m not aware of that, you must think I’m a lot dumber than I really am.”

I knew I had my moments of stupidity, but asking me a question like that only confused me. I knew I was a superhuman; I was very well aware of that fact.

“Do you ever wonder what this means?” he inquired, reaching up and brushing his fingers against my shoulder where my birthmark shaped like an E was.

Since they were blasting the heat inside the school, I had taken my jacket off so I wouldn’t roast. I immediately regretted wearing s tank top because I did not want him touching me.

I lifted my hand and immediately threw him away from me and against the wall. He smirked as I shrugged my jacket back on, disgusted by the fact that he had come anywhere near me.

“Problem, hun?” he smiled, that same fake sweetness I had had when I had entered the classroom.

I scowled at him. “Don’t touch me,” I growled. “And don’t call me hun.”

I knew my birthmark meant something. Hank and Nay had pointed it out to me before, and even Lynx had taken notice to it. But I still had no idea what it meant. No one would tell me. And I didn’t even think I wanted to know.

I was done here. I didn’t want to have any kind of conversation with him. He knew I had been the one who trashed his classroom and he could do whatever he wanted with that information. I was done.

I turned to leave and he said nothing else. He only smirked at me as I made my way out the door, slamming it behind me.

“Why, hello there,” a new voice suddenly called out the second I stepped out of Malicius’s temporary classroom. I turned to see Lynx leaning against the lockers beside the door.

“Now you?” I groaned, rubbing at my eyes because I felt a headache coming on. “I just can’t catch a break, can I?”

“Nice to see you too, Violet,” Lynx smiled much like Vanessa had when she’d greeted me earlier. “It’s always so nice to see you.”

I didn’t want to deal with her. I wanted to go back to the DAU. I had no idea what she wanted to talk about but I still wanted nothing to do with it.

But as I tried to walk by her, she stepped in front of me and stopped me from going any farther. She wasn’t going to let me pass until she said whatever she had to say.

“So, your little friend Anthony,” she smirked.

I let out a groan. “What about him?”

“Does he have a date to the dance yet?”

I nearly tripped over my own two feet. “You have got to be kidding me,” I groaned.

Lynx smiled sweetly at me. “Problem, dear?”

I had had about enough for the day. From Nick, to Vanessa, to Malicius, and now to Lynx, I was exhausted and finished with any kind of contact with people. I just wanted to go back to the DAU and stay in my room for the rest of the day.

“You are not interested in Anthony,” was all I could say, because even the thought made my head hurt. It was something so ludicrous that I could barely fathom it.

“That isn’t really something that concerns you, is it?”ioned, that sweet smile of hers disappearing.

I rolled my eyes at her and glared. “It is when you’re asking me about him.”

She laughed that annoying laugh of hers. “Hmm. Look at that. I guess I am asking you about him.”

“Don’t you like Dex or something?” I questioned, even though this wasn’t something I really liked to think about all that much. “At least you like making creepy remarks toward him.”

“I wouldn’t call them creepy,” she shrugged, a smirk adorning her face. “And feelings change anyway.”

“Anthony isn’t going to go to the dance with you,” I blurted, getting straight back to the point.

Lynx’s smirk only grew. “Don’t be so sure about that,” she countered, making my skin crawl. “I can be pretty... convincing.”

I didn’t want to know what she meant by that. It was obviously something I didn’t want to know the details of.

“But what about you?” she continued with that fake sweetness. “You’re going to the dance with Tom! Everyone’s talking about it.”

I nearly threw my hands up in frustration. “Because that’s something everyone needs to know,” I huffed.

I knew that I still didn’t know very much about what was normal in high school, but it felt really weird that everyone knew Tom had asked me to the dance. He was pretty popular, but I didn’t get how it was anyone else’s business.

I was done talking. I knew Dex was waiting for me since he was giving me a ride home, and I didn’t want to make him wait any longer. He’d just get even more pissy than usual.

“I’ll see you around, Lynx,” I grumbled, walking by her without saying anything else to her. She knew she wasn’t going to get any answers about Anthony out of me so she let me go.

Once I got there, I slammed the front door of the school open, in the most awful mood. Dex was standing right there at the front waiting for me, and he seemed surprised by my rough entrance.

“Problems is paradise?” he smirked.

I scowled at him. “I’m really not in the mood to argue with you right now, Dex.”

I continued on my way into the parking lot. He was driving me home, but that didn’t mean I had to talk to him. I was done with talking to people for the rest of the day. I just wanted to be left alone.

Dex and I always argued whenever we were together, especially lately. The last thing I wanted was to have any other arguments with anyone else.

“What’s your problem?” he asked, grabbing onto my arm and stopping me from going anywhere. “I barely say a few words to you and you already snap at me.”

I yanked my arm from his grasp and took a step away from him, not wanting him to touch me. For the first time ever, I just wanted to be left alone. When I was locked up in my room, I used to wish all the time that people would show up to spend time with me. But now, I wanted to be by myself.

“I’m just trying to be happy with the fact that I actually have a date to the dance, a date I actually like, but no,” I began, speaking a smile a minute. “Nick has to bother me about Lena and Vanessa about Tom and Lynx about Anthony and Malicius about whatever the hell I apparently am. I just want to be left alone for a little bit.”

Dex’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “What did Malicius talk to you about?” he asked.

I shook my head. “Nothing,” I answered, even though that was a lie. I just didn’t want to talk about it anymore. “It wasn’t anything important or worth discussing about again.”

But Dex didn’t believe me, and I didn’t blame him. I was a really awful liar when I was upset. I was in the worst mood that day and Malicius only made it worse by mentioning how something was clearly wrong with me, something I had no idea what it could be while he did.

I felt tears well up in my eyes. I blinked them away. “I just want to be normal,” I whispered.

Dex shook his head. “Normal is boring.”

“Normal is not boring!” My throat burned with the urge to cry and his comment only pissed me off even more. “The world is full of normal and we’re stuck with being the minority that isn’t normal! I hate it!”

I didn’t want to cry, especially in front of him. Especially in front of the school where anyone else could see me. I just wanted to be alone. Was that really too much to ask?

“You’re getting upset over nothing,” he said, as if this was something that would somehow make me feel better. But Dex was notorious for always being able to make me feel even worse.

“It’s not nothing, Dex!” I shouted. “You’re seriously telling me that since you’ve found out you’re superhuman, you never once wanted to just be normal?”

“Hey, being normal would probably be great,” he shrugged, looking around to make sure no one was listening in on our conversation. “If we were normal, our parents would probably be alive. But here’s the thing. We’re not normal. And there’s nothing you can do to change that fact. Not even by dating a human.”

I knew that dating Tom wouldn’t make me normal. I wasn’t even dating him. But what was really bothering me was something that Dex and the rest of my friends couldn’t understand. I wasn’t even a normal superhuman. There was something wrong with me that I didn’t even know and I was even more different than the rest of them.

“I wish I could just be human,” I whispered, my tears still burning my eyes. “I wouldn’t have any problems if I was. At least not problems like these.”

Dex crossed his arms over his chest. “You’re actually not happy at all with the fact that you’re unique?”

“Unique?” I exclaimed, and I couldn’t help it any longer; tears spilled over down my cheeks. “Dex! Can’t you see? I’m a monster!”

“You are not monster.”

“Look at me, Dex. Just look at me!” I cried, wiping at my eyes though it didn’t really help. More tears just kept coming. “On the outside I may not look it, but on the inside... On the inside... I’m a monster.”

Dex grabbed onto my shoulders. I thought he was going to shake me, but he didn’t.

“You. Are not. A monster,” he said.

Even though he was saying this to me, I didn’t believe him. He didn’t understand. No one understood. I didn’t even... I didn’t know what was wrong with me. I had no idea why I was the way I was. I didn’t know why I was so... different.

“I can’t control my powers and sometimes it gets so bad that I don’t even know how to stop it,” I hiccupped, still wiping at me yes. “Like in Malicius’s classroom—I hadn’t meant to do any of that and I couldn’t stop. I don’t even know how I stopped! And now Malicius and Lynx—even Hank and Nay—are acting like something’s wrong with me and they know what it is but they won’t tell me.”

“Violet, calm down—”

“I just want to be normal, Dex,” I interrupted. “I just want to be normal.”

Dex was frowning. “I’m sorry, Violet. But you can’t be.”

I stared down at my shaking hands, palms up. What was wrong with me? What made me so different?

Suddenly, a loud bang made me jump and tore my gaze away from my hands. I turned to see one of the many cars in the parking lot, one not so far away from us, had exploded and was now flipped over.

“Oh, my God...” I gaped at the car, my eyes round and wide. “I did that, didn’t I?”

Dex shook his head. “You don’t know that.”

“Why is this happening?” I felt the tears prick at my eyes even more as I laced my fingers through my hair. “Why does this always happen?”

“Well, it happens when you can’t control your emotions, doesn’t it?” Dex asked, grabbing onto my wrists and pulling my fingers from my hair as gently as he could without hurting me. “You’ve got to calm down, Violet, or more stuff like this is going to happen.”

I forced myself to take a deep breath. “Calm down. I just have to... calm down.”

“Hey, Violet,” a new voice suddenly said.

I spun on my heel, letting out a scream of terror because I did not expect anyone else to talk to me. Especially not Tom, who I really hoped it wouldn’t be considering I was basically having a breakdown.

“Are you okay?” he asked, concerned.

“I’m... I’m fine!” I squeaked, which pretty much should have given away that I wasn’t fine at all.

I really didn’t feel fine, but Tom didn’t need to know that. I needed to calm down anyway. Nothing good would come out of me getting worked up over something I could never change.

“I was thinking,” he started, “that maybe I could drive you home?”

“Oh... Um...” I turned back toward Dex, who was the one who was supposed to be driving me home. He'd even waited for me while I talked to Vanessa, Malicius, and Lynx. That took some time. “I don’t know...”

Dex looked down at his feet, his hands clenched into fists at his side. “Go ahead.”

It wasn't like him to let me go off with Tom, so I couldn't help but feel confused and a little concerned. I didn't know why he would be telling me to go.

I frowned, my eyebrows furrowing. “Dex...”

“Just go."

I didn’t say anything else, because I didn’t know what to say. I just gave him one last look before turning away and following Tom to his car.

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Because he wants her to feel normal.

My boyfriend has lifeguard training all day all week so now I have a lot of free time on my hands. I'm going to try my best to update as much as I can this week since it's Spring Break.

I'm going to start a new story soon. Beauty and the Beat is almost over and I don't want to just be writing this one. It's nice to switch off between stories so I don't get bored of one.

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