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Chapter 30

Author: MiriGoogag
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 *Faith POV* 

The school is covered in painted blue signs warning me of the impending doom happening at the end of the half school day. Pep rally day. The day where everyone gets to cram into the gymnasium, scream loudly, and cheer for the cheerleaders and their sultry dance moves. It's great really, I mean who doesn't love to watch Angela prance around like she runs the world. Oh, yeah. Me. I loathe this stupid stuff. What does any of it have to do with life outside of this stuffy place? Berry walks up to me as I stand next to the sign staring at it with all my vehement hate. 

“If you’re not careful the paint is going to melt right off that sign and onto your shoes.” he jokes and I turn my disgruntled gaze towards him. This jerkface made me run an extra 2 miles today and then made me add extra weights to my reps and I didn't even have Izzy the

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Rebecca Weaver
oh no poor faith. He needs to talk to her too. that's a dog move
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